Stages of Vertigo


Stages of Vertigo…

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You see something you like…you want more of it. Looking up…you think to yourself, ‘Self…you can do this! I know good goddamn well…this tower hasn’t been inspected since 1977. Fuck it. I don’t need meds!’
After the nine flights of stairs...overlooking the Indian Head, made by nature, portrait. A stone figure that has benn around since the stone ages...and, still,cannot be seen, after all these years.. It all hits your like a near fatal heart attack!
After the nine flights of stairs…overlooking the Indian Head, made by nature, portrait. A stone figure that has been around since the stone ages…and, still,cannot be seen, after all these years.. It all hits your like a near fatal heart attack!
You fall to the ground. A piece of archetecture that has out lasted ten presidents. A platform dying for some renovation. Quietly...you say the Serenity Prayer...along with the Our Father...for good measure.
You fall to the ground. Onto a piece of architecture that has out lasted ten presidents. A platform dying for some renovation. Quietly…you say the Serenity Prayer…along with the Our Father…for good measure.
Some how you have had the foresight to bring someone along. Vertigo has happened to you before...and, you've always gone it...alone. Yet, you are older and not wiser now...someone needs to carry the Xanax!
Some how you have had the foresight to bring someone along. Vertigo has happened to you before…and, you’ve always gone it…alone. Yet, you are older and not wiser now…someone needs to carry the Xanax!
You unabashedly...pose for a picture. Because you and you alone...know, this is the end. With a sense of pride you have one dying request..."Please do not throw my ashes from anything over 2 feet tall!"
You unabashedly…pose for a picture. Because you and you alone…know, this is the end. With a sense of pride you have one dying request…”Please do not throw my ashes from anything over 2 feet tall!”

 

 

 

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