There, the edge:
mere steps away,
almost directly
below my feet.
Wouldn’t take much
to decide and then to act —
to fly, or to fall.
I sit down
to hold myself here,
at least for now.
Such a sunset.
So worth seeing from here:
a promise
of a good, hot night ahead
made sweeter because
I’m looking over
that edge.
Dark Matter 
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