on a ladder leading nowhere

my teeth are chattering

no speck of oxygen in my lung

the air is thin

around me is all infinity

they circle the ground and stare at the sky for my fall

no one else was dumb enough to climb it at all

i follow the smoke

dropping crumbs as a joke

but they're not really a joke

does it matter?

does it matter at all?

they only built the start

forgot the counterpart

there's no end

too late to turn around

i'd never reach the ground

may as well keep pulling rungs

and follow lines past the sun

on to other stars

and maybe i'll pass through one

till the day will come when i can't move a thumb

following the trail of crumbs

does it matter?

does it matter at all?

nah