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soaring
the world
is blue
and I am too.

trapped
a step or two
from heaven.

sun reflects
wool and vapour
problems deflate
to toy town conundrums.

the earth remote
you cool and distant
proof of mans
evolution.

roar of turbines
deadens the screaming
that lies silently
between us

-dave kavanagh

in memory of a friend who chose a cliff and a bottle in 1999. He said in his postscript “I am screaming but no one can hear me” I wrote another poem about his death called Tired that expressed my own depression and malaise of mind brought about by seeing so many young bright people chose death. I believed for a long time it was a cowards escape.

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