I stand
In the center of the sky
And I watch my
Aquaintances jump up and down
Adjacent to me,
Each reaching their highest 
Point,
Only to meet their starting
Surface
And sink into the trampoline 
Of life,
Crying from their broken limbs
And fingers,
But laughing as they fly back
Into mid-air.

How pitiful.

And I watch them, 
My eyes turning ever so slowly.

I don't pursue 
Happiness.
But only peace
Will fill my heart.

Alas,
I might join my 
Friends down there.
I cannot defy the Law
of Gravity.
And I scream and break
My limbs.
But that would be only once,
For I would stay at the bottom
While my wounds heal.

My friends scream and
Laugh.
My face freezes cold.
Should I jump 
And break a limb?
I might as well.

"Come join us!"
They screech as they
Land by my side,
Rubbing their twisted ankles.
"Come join us!"
They say, stretching their
Now unusually shaped bodies
In mid-air.

And I just stare,
Breathing, healing, and living,
Watching them slowly wear
Away.

Their noses bleed, covering the
Stretchy surface below, mixing
With vomit,
Spilling over the sides.
Some of their body
Parts rip off,
Some of which I dare not say here. 
One of their toes 
Bounces off the sides, 
Getting itself clamped in 
Between the springs,
Where it snaps in half. 

And I just stare
Until I'm seeing 
Flipping hamburgers. 

The day 
You'll suffer the greatest
Shall be the day
After
You've flown in Heaven,
After you've glided
In Cloud Nine.
You'll hit Hell
And Cloud None. 

But, 
Why should I complain?
The world
Must be balanced, you know. 

I just stare,
Breathing, healing, and living
Until I'm seeing
Flipping hamburgers,
Watching them 
Slowly...
Wear 
Away.