Riot Against Nature

Leaves on the table
throw them down
stomp them
to the ground

And the answers-
well written,
fill in the blank-
will crumble

Toss them
from the window
to the lawn
abyss in the sun

And dance
on the sill
swinging blinds
your trapeze

Watch them fall
fast, hard
as you wait, dangling
wishful feet slipping... slipping