the world is upside down,

lights become bokeh in your eyes.

stomach somersaulting,

breath caught up inside your throat

the air is majestic, up here

the sky is junoesque;

the ground a forgotten myth.

oh, how can something so perilous

become something so pretty?

''please, hang on or you'll fall off"

life is yet another story told by our existence,  so

live. on. the. edge.

fall if you must.