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One Way Down
Asswipe
5 Apr 2004
The plastic door slides up,
Calling forth the raging air.
It whips inside the fuselage;
A steady roar, chilling my nose.
Pairs of bodies lined to my front
Creep forward, then stand, sway and disappear;
Sucked through into the growling air.
Their path is clear, they're going
Right through the floor. To, rather--
Right to the floor.
We hobble together to the door,
Last to face the open air;
Me and Chuck, I think that was his name,
The man strapped to my back,
The pack strapped to his.
My eyes look out to the horizon,
To the setting sun reflecting
Off clouds of pink and gold.
I glance down
At grey and black shoes,
With Toes peaking over the edge
Of the 15,000 foot drop.
"Only one way down." "Thanks, Chuck."
"One", we rock forward, our bodies linked,
"Two", we sway back and forth.
"Three," we let go.
"OH SHIT!"
Our limbs collide as our bodies tumble,
Arms spread, chests extend,
Gravity's intent, properly met.
Terminal velocity; 120 m/h,
And wind! The wind!
Rattling waves through plastic goggles,
Ripping air from my nostrils;
Exhilaration; I yell and laugh the whole ride down.
werd
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