Step Off Into Air

 

As long as you are here
you’re gonna to have to dare,
dear

There is no other choice:
from the precipice of night
you’ve got to step off into air,
dear

As traffic whizzes by
at the freeway’s bitter edge
even coy and timid deer
dare

Spending decades in a box
avoiding bumps and knocks
is nowhere,
dear

The alternate is grief,
because time’s a heartless thief.
Don’t waste it in a chair,
dear
.

Jim Culleny
4/26/19

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