i would jump of the cliff
into the abyss
if it hadnt already collapsed
here i stand
on solid ground and i am more afraid
of the elimination of the route of escape
i cannot run far enough
or fall fast enough
or bury myself quick enough
i am forced
into the present tense
and it draws me into it
i exist in the realistic canvas of this earth
i breathe in the scents of the people around me
i am a portrait but i convince myself
and others
anyone who will listen
that i am real
i cannot jump away and i am too tired to run
so i guess
for now
and potentially for always if i can commit to being here
i am here
for the worse the bitter and the hardness of the ground beneath my feet
and for the better
because i love the way it feels to
fill my lungs with air


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