I know I have slipped my foot off the edge and I am deliberating the slow descent into the unknown.

"Floating upon this surface for the birds
The birds..."

I have slowly begun my descent into utopia.

"You want me? Well fucking come and find me. I'll be waiting..."

I welcome company, if you are ready for someone to upset your reality. This, your reality.

"I'll be waiting, with a gun and a pack of sandwiches... and nothing..."

Come with me, soul, fall with me into this delightful unknown.
I have touched the outer limits of this nirvana...

I am ready for the slow descent,
Give me utopia...








(Wow... I only just realized how much this could sound like a loss of virginity. It's not.)