WHISPERloud


“Don’t just stand there.
Throw me a rope.
There’s gotta be one somewhere.”
At least I hope.

Can’t they hear me talk?
They act like they don’t care.
Don’t just stand and gawk.
“What’s going on up there?”

I can see them talking.
At least I think so.
Sillhouettes keep flocking.
Is there anyone there I know?

Is this too complicated,
A guy in a hole in the ground?
I wouldn’t have hesitated
If it’d been the other way around.

“Come on. What’s the deal?”
I’m sure there’s a rope somewhere.
I feel like this can’t be real.
“What is going on up there?!”

Mar. 2, 1997

Punch here to go back