Comments about Orlando Belo
I Walk The Road
I no longer walk on the joints of the side-walk slabs,
the mere thought of it drives me to gloom.
I'd rather walk a tight-rope over the Niagara Falls,
or free fall from a hot air balloon.
It is extremely difficult for me to talk about this,
but there is something about a joint or crack.
I know very well that it's a psychological thing,
but it doesn't help me knowing that.