I wonder what it would be like
To take that extra step
Off the sidewalk.
...
What it would be like
To keep my foot heavy
On the gas pedal
...
To close my eyes
And take that drop
Into everlasting peace
...
To swallow and fade
Into the tunnel of rest and silence
...
To watch life seep through cracks
Onto the floor, into the tub
Staining my existence
On the physical world.
...
What would it be like
To be an ornament
Of my house
Hanging from the beams,
From the rafters
...
I sit there everyday
And wonder