every time i'm up here

it's
cold
up here.
i'm standing
on the needle
of a really high
building. so cold
freezing my ass off
in this wind and i can
see to my left, no one is
there, and to my right, alone
behind and in front, emptiness.
i think i deserve to be on the
ground with you and with
the traffic and the many
different people out
there in the little
world of ours
or yours
or mine
but i
really
just want to jump off and see what happens
.....
....
...
..
.

but its quite
alright
i can see
them from
up here
and i can barely
hear it all but
i can. and i know.
i know the importance
i know the connections
its much clearer when you're
up here. it looks much smaller
from up here. i wish you'd join
me to see the how small they all
are. the cars honking and the
people buying and talking.
and from down there it
always seems so important
and so lasting. as if it will always be
this way and people will always think
and point at the kid up on the top of
the building. but here i am just
standing up, watching them point
watching them try to figure it
out in there little brains.
watch them wonder weather
or not i care if i stand up here.
weather or not they think
i know what they're thinking

and once they realize
i don't care
once they realize i
am proud to be here
i watch them walk away
they go back to their
families and forget
about the kid looking
down at them.

they forget.
and so do i.
time carries on
with itself.
and the moment
where they thought
poorly of me
disappears.
and so does the
day i stood on top
of that building

and so do i.

"a person's a
person, no
matter how
small" dr.s