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