The Absent Last Step

 
Us outta touch
 
is like walking down a staircase
 
you imagine you are about to touch ground,
 
but theres actually one more step left
 
your sense of gravity
 
is completely erased
 
as you plant center of balance  
 
into unexpected open space.
 
visceral feelings of pure panic
 
radiate from your gut
 
lasts a fraction of a second
 
but seems much longer
 
total helplessness, out  of control,  
 
insecurity, uncertain future
 
simultaneously hit brain  
 
that fraction of a second  
 
a life-lesson  
 
to have senses of direction, balance,  
 
coordination and proximity at all times
 
Perhaps Architects planned  
 
that folks would have to bare
 
this terror for the shortest of periods
 
bein away from You

gives a similar feeling

that lasts for hours
 
 
You really out there for me Baby?