She Won'T Wait/Fall Poem by Isak Boyd

let the wind rip the dying layers from your skin
let it fall
with the gravity you thought you knew
fall until you don't
fall until the ground underneath you
resembles your calloused feet
until you can look skyscrapers in the eye
then stop searching.

she won't wait,
but you always knew that
knew that simple changes lead to mass destruction
but life deserves wings
beautiful white, feathery wings
or you'll suffocate under a gallon of New york concrete
clinging to the child inside,
begging her to pull you out
fearful of every step.

leave her at the door waving and
find your God,

then bring it to her in a bottle,
with your shoulders back
and ask her to sip from that bottle
ask her to lay down her anger
and fears and false love.
close your eyes now.

How does it taste?

ask her is she'd like another sip
or a glass, or simply pour it over her face
and watch it run down the front of her shirt
watch her dance around in ecstacy

or don't.
dream another dream and
watch her leave the party with
another,
half of what you could have been

cut the bungee cord young man
and fall.
just fall.