Eyes of
                         Wheat.  I
                        Open them to
                       No other cause;
                      No other purpose
                     But to fall, forever,
                    Endlessly. Below I will
                   See the beige, brown that
                  Cuddling my home. Close, yes
                 Closer than before, closer than
                Ever it comes. Above me it flies.
               And now I am shadowed by the black
               That. Sink I, to nowhere. That has
                Me: surrounded. I hang for dear,
                  precious integrity. And my
                     Arm vanishes, followed
                          By my feet.