the uncomfortable silence
occurring after having climbed alone
out on that thin limb
when its still an uncertainty
on whether or not your weight will cause
or effect the wait of the sound of snapping
creaking
jarring the nerves that bound you
to that precipice in the first place
crawling with your ego exposed
nude to the world it makes you wish
for some sort of signal or noise or anything at all
but none comes
and now youre naked and alone
stuck in a tree
unsure of why you even climbed to such startling heights
until you realize that most sit and stare
at those limbs and never think of perching themselves
and most sit and stare
and will never know the adventure in the attempt
they are too afraid of falling
but its mostly in the ascension and
only partially in the possibility of failing
where the excitement lies


so sit very still on this precarious perch
the branch will make a noise soon
and regardless of its meaning
at least you were brave enough to attempt it