Hoisted a leg onto high ground,
Slipped, slid and fell into a hole;
Shot from below;
But all I saw were flitting birds
Chasing invisible insects
Imitating the sound of my words
Ricochetting off the wall;
Look'd beyond to the sky, knew
Had to get off my butt, up and out.
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