I
Open
Eyes of
Wheat. I
Open them to
No other cause;
No other purpose
But to fall, forever,
Endlessly. Below I will
See the beige, brown that
Cuddling my home. Close, yes
Closer than before, closer than
Ever it comes. Above me it flies.
And now I am shadowed by the black
That. Sink I, to nowhere. That has
Me: surrounded. I hang for dear,
precious integrity. And my
Arm vanishes, followed
By my feet.