balancing
birdmad
precariously
on
the
edge
010916
...
bijou
i
was
sitting
on
a
high
ledge
that
overlooked
the
north
city
and
the
river
.
a
bum
walked
up
behind
me
and
asked
for
the
time
. "
ten
seventeen
,"
i
told
him
.
"
pretty
far
drop
,"
he
said
,
peering
over
the
wall
.
"
i'm
not
scared
,"
i
said
.
i
was
lying
.
011011
...
mister mourning
ooo
makes
me
wish
i
could
fly
(
or
plummet
silently
)
011011
...
yummychuckle
between
night
and
day
wobble
wobble
I
can
and
will
fly
away
the
seams
of
my
youth
are
crooked
and
loose
.
i
tilt
my
head
listen
intently
somethings
telling
me
to
quit
being
such
a
baby
.
god
im
sillyilly
stupid
.
dont
even
fucking
comment
.
unless
youd
like
to
of
course
but
its
funny
that
you
read
what
i
say
and
care
so
much
to
respond
in
a
clumsily worded
threat
faceless
question
mark
011012
...
TK
is
something
I've
yet
to
acomplish
011222
...
girl_jane
weebles
wobble
but
they
don't
fall
down
020220
...
Casey
Balancing
on
a
thread
of
hope
is
all
that
keeps
from
falling
into
a
pit
of
despair
.
020220
...
girl_jane
I'm
trying
to
keep
the
rest
of
my
world
balanced
to
the
part
that
you
take
up
.
Your
side
is
heavier
by
far
.
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