Rip Cord
Geronimo!
Adrenaline rush
The wind on my face
That euphoria of falling
Downward in space
The earth is below me
The clouds are above
All this within me
The feeling I love
I grasp onto the ripcord
And give it a pull
And suddenly realize…
God, what a fool!
I’m still falling downward
And downward I fall
I first start to cry
And then start to bawl
I close my eyes and pray
To see another day
Don’t let me die
Please, no, not that!
I’m yet still so young
Splat!
08/20/92