i fall
through a hole in the world
in a rain of dying leaves
in the tunnel i've no hold
bumping on the pulsing walls
falling down to the unseen
on this travel back in time
i want to give it one more try
before i finally resign
maybe i will break the net
and find you earlier than we've met
Max Kuvaev
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fall-59/
