The difference between flying and falling is style-
Bodies of people who didn’t quite cut it litter the pavement.
I wonder if they knew all they needed was a smart coat or chic haircut to survive?
A certain palpable confidence and sense of swagger keeps disaster at bay.
If they’d only flashed a sly grin or been a bit more put together,
they could have soared far above the peaks they’d thrown themselves from.
If by some miracle they could have found themselves in the midst of their descent,
they could have flown.
A Blank Space 