spit in the water not sure why my feet are sweating as this neck cranes downward in search of where i went tried to leave a piece of me there in case i forget from the dark it appeared a splendid mystery oh it drew me near towards a path far from home and i knew i had to go forth alone deep in the heart of this lone bridge a sudden terror overtook me continue blindly or turn back at risk of burdening the wood and rope id already passed somehow i fought back against uncertainty the harsh bite of jealousy prayers she had sent for me to embark upon something they had never done out of fear fear of pain but keeping static felt exactly the same from underneath the dark waves riled after a wind blew by removing a pair of glasses from my face and it occurred to me it wasnt worth just staying in place