Step into my well. br Step into my well. br br Feel yourself falling br into that br fall. br br Feel yourself br grazing the walls. br br They control like br the fat-controller, br br that faceless br face falls deeper, br stronger, br heavier. br br Faster down br the flume. br br Look through br the bricks at br how br you’re an actor br br acting out who you are br like a br hiding br butler. br br Deeper br into the pit; br feel and think, br stand and watch. br br A string can’t save br the hopeless faith; br it crumbles, br falling mass – br a weighted feather. br br It separates at the seams br and the shell is cracked br open for that br old br aged br brickwork to see. br br This is the fall. br The bottom. br The solution. br br br Mary X.