I don’t want to fall.

I don’t want to.

It’s not my style.

I’m cold.

 

I don’t want to fall.

I don’t want to be in.

It’s not my way.

I’m alone.

 

I don’t want to fall.

I don’t want to wake up next to.

It’s not my method.

I’m strong.

 

I don’t want to fall.

I don’t want to experience.

It’s not my desire.

I’m closed.

 

I don’t want to fall.

I don’t want to hurt.

It’s not my ache.

I’m deep.

 

I don’t want to fall.

I don’t want to feel.

It’s not my path.

I’m singular.

 

I don’t want to fall.

Not today.

I fell long ago.

 

 

© 2003 David Greg Harth

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