2012-02-26 full to bursting

poem/sketch/song huh??

upon stepping onto the balcony it became a cave embedded in sheer rock flooded by midday glare the edge twinkling beckoning toes curling and shrinking in fear as I hovered not quite weightless over the market below I watched him as he hunted eyes aglaze fixed on one point and then the next skin tensed in defense jaw tightening around the shapes of words his bag perpetually empty though his wallet full to bursting