A bridge

I think I might be tight roping
Even though when I look down the sidewalks all look to be one solid line
I breathe as I sway lazily
I happen to be fortunate
Just once when it's close to a drill
A project flopped towards the opposite
Composite outings open decisions eyes looked dim
Nope not a fluff I very much had enough but the bar is lowered under cuffs
Work your mornings to spoil a sorting
Hard lift come home blacksmiths
Power stance reflected off the office windows
The clouds swirl through the skyscrapers
Performed often judge it juggle ice melting hands tied
Loose focus sight maintained inspection
Peripheral people pose humble
Joust the words stirring
Maybe my feet could balance without the rope
Just a step to the side
Free falling for new ground
I know the difference from a slow wave to a low wage
I can feel it between my fingers
Loosely grasping for something bigger
I'm contacted by watchers
They see me in my shadow
They hope I'm still open
Not many have what it takes
To offer thanks when there baked
I'll do it because I'll do anything
Wedding rings to Palm Springs
Destination is in front
Months wait must take a liking to strange faces
Real money and hope stuck in your wallet
Only to be seen when organizing
So far from a few I found out the weather
With my skull fallen
Pass the news.