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Doing quite well, I am.
Landed on my feet, I did:
Landed on my elbows actually.
And the fall was quite a big one.

On the way down,
twists and twirls
sharpen’d the contrasts of
collage’d images;
life flashes between
eyes wide shut, shooting stars,
and plastic concrete.

Boing!

Landed on a rebound, I think…
and I am doing pretty well.
Or am I?

I must be;
for though I used
way more than nine
this time around,
I somehow managed to
land on my feet.
Falling upwards in love,
with back-flips and somersaults,
I somehow managed to land
squarely on both feet, still
throwing elbows.