Who are you Love?

Who are you Love?

Falling into a well

the world disappears.

The edge of the water

hits up my sides

a startling sting that

could be pleasant

if I were not so scared.

Suddenly I am


Looking back

to who I was

I see my words

left behind, floating

on the surface.

I am pulled

sinking further

into the soft silence

deeper, wider, slower.

The further in I go

the more I see

smallness disappearing.

Bigger and more beautiful,

there is no tunnel vision now.

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