Last night I slipped and fell once more
As I slipped and fell before
Into the pit I could not miss
This dark and bottomless abyss
No touch, no sight, no sense, no sound
No stimulation to be found
No one to love, no one to care
Empty space, and no one there
I listen hard and look about
But no one sees me reaching out
Suspended there I can’t be seen
As if, as though, I’d never been
What is it then that keeps me here?
Is it something that I fear?
Am I held, or falling free?
Alone and calling silently?
