“He who jumps into the void owes no explanation to those who stand and watch.” – Jean Luc Godard
Why did I pitch myself
Headfirst off the diving board
Into the kiddie pool,
Why did I ignore the words at my feet:
When the bottom is one-dimensional
I convince myself I can peel back
Its husk and hit another layer.
I stare into blank concrete
There has to be more to this.
I clutch a phone
And shout over its static
I think it’s trying to tell me something.
There are beginnings
At the end
I go in search of them.
Wait for me.
Because I’ll tell you what it looks like.
Let me be your window to Armageddon.
The blood from my recent diving accident
Has seeped through the floor
Into a ceiling beneath
And jesus god, it’s coloring
*Update: I’ll be gone for a trip this upcoming week but will return January 2nd. Have a Happy New Year, everyone!