October 20th meeting, poem from Mike from prompt from Janet

 Fall


ive been falling thru time

im in a neubulous zone - maybe an episode of star trek -  i see streaks of  oranges n browns n smells of capfires n smores passing along thru the atmosphere

i cant figure out how to cushion the landing

i just keep falling n as they say

its not the fall that kills u

its the sudden stop


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