the edge

when you

stumble home drunk

peeing in your pants

on the way up the stairs

you climb into the bathtub

fully clothed playing your

trumpet and falling asleep

as your tub overflows

you wake up to a voice

yelling 'housekeeping!'

when you lose yourself

to vertigo arrogance horror

forgetfulness and dancing

where you will always burn

for those who feel you

and die for those who

fear themselves

the price is your life

which you offer up

shaking and crying

for the promise

of love

I have seen it twice

once falling from a cliff

in greece searching for feathers

and every time I fall out

of myself on stage

now it waits for me

tickling my heart

and laughing

.