Stepping out to the edge
In a rapture of confidence;
A smile at my eyes,
Picking at the fallacies.
Desperates stretching out and away -
Nobody wants to play today.

Resting on the tips of my toes,
Arms floating with the void;
Embraced and embracing truth,
Ecstasy and clarity.
Flanked by crazed futility
At effortful rest.

Messianic complex so sweet;
Beautiful lyrical temptation.
My reason dances in clouds,
At once only and always.
Place your hands in my hands,
Let me turn you the other way.

Originally published at http://www.dansumners.co.uk/2009/04/02/mind-the-gap/