Written by Emily Harstone | January 27, 2017
Bridges span over small town America!
Crossroads. Deciding which direction to take.
Had enough, just one more inch.
Traveling via time warp, he landed.
He rose above, and gained perspective.
At first he reached for anything.
At last, I feel fear again.
Should I let my fingers “slip”?
Thoughts of pain, stay or go?
Who left these legs up here?
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Bridges span over small town America!
Crossroads. Deciding which direction to take.
Had enough, just one more inch.
Traveling via time warp, he landed.
He rose above, and gained perspective.
At first he reached for anything.
At last, I feel fear again.
Should I let my fingers “slip”?
Thoughts of pain, stay or go?
Who left these legs up here?