Make a note
To make a joke
When you feel the joy
Of anything that’s broke
Taking over your every step
And guiding you to the edge
Not to jump
But just to look
And remember all the time it took
For you to be here
Standing on a sphere
Propelled by fear
Of what you think is real
Now standing on the edge
What you thought vanishes
And the void fills with bandages
And the wounds of the world
Rise up to level ground
And we walk further out
Than ever before
Eventually soaring on a dream
That floats over any thing that hurts
Once more telling the joke
And laughing as its spoke
Poem By Ryan Hughes
Ryan Hughes 