so much can go
wrong
with the human body.
the mind,
the heart,
each limb
so fragile, so
quick
to break, or
bend in a way
that hurts.
and yet, you want
me to go
sky diving with
you.
I scream and curse
like a drunken
fool
when I stub my
toe, what makes
you think that
I'd possibly want
to leap
from a plane so
high in the sky
and have
the chute possibly
not open.
I see no fun
in dying that way.
take pictures, i'll
pray for you.
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