The Grand Canyon

When I was younger, 

I thought of death.

I saw the Grand Canyon and thought of myself 

tumbling down the side,

but it never happened.

Now, I meet with my therapist 

Online

and I don’t go outside much.

and I tell her

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But I always lie on the surveys

because nobody who reads them 

really cares about my life.

And she tells me she agrees 

‘Nobody is honest with them’ 

and I ask if what I feel is normal.

She says she’d be the last person to know

because she’s in the same boat 

drifting in the same ocean.

But I’ve never

been in a boat. 

All I feel

inside of me      

is the vast canyon

I want so desperately to tumble down.

But I keep walking along the edge

because if I did fall

I would never again see