Crash—I fall ten feet.
land flat on my back.
Breathless, incapable of controlling
my senses, running wild
hyperactive and super sensitive
shivering like a leaf, fragile
as stained glass.
Blown over by small words
with sharp teeth.
A line drawn,
not my intension
but there still.
Too high to jump over
to think, to limbo under
A line drawn,
new definitions, new feelings
harder for one then the other.