Cast your line of hope out into the void br See not the journey but the landing. br br Inverted drops clinging onto nothingness br Marvel the ripples, the birth the travel, br br the death. Feel the pull as everything br you believed furthers itself from view br br falling into the abyss, weaving through br mountains and resting upon land sized br br leaves. Take the strain as the hungry br black bites back, reel in a little more br br line as the future hangs above you in br suspended time. Clasp tattered remains br br in red blistered palms, pack yourself away br readying yourself for tommorows return.