Poem
Posted with Permission from "Jump" Magazine. Written by: Skratch Garrison.
Sometimes my gear scares me
It's a long way up to be hanging from strings and rags.
So I think real hard
and figure it out again,
then everything goes fine for a while.
Then I do something
Scary again.
Like watching someone else open. Do I really believe that ?
I better,
Because it's my turn now.
I just keep going through the process.
Because I started when I was to
young to Know any better
and now I can't stop !
