I Won't Catch You When You Fall

 I won't catch you when you fall...
A kindness...
Past experience
Dictates
That you have to catch yourself...
Past experience dictates
That even actions
Can be misconstrued...
Past experience dictates
That blame will be mislaid...
I may be waiting at the bottom...
Might even offer
Words of encouragement
And solace...
Maybe even tend to some wounds...
But what's inside you
Is yours to ultimately mend...
It's your garden to tend...
I know by now
That words are just words,
And words are often
Misunderstood or outright refused,
Solid bone where an external
Acoustic meatus should be... 
Just vibrations
Bouncing off of concrete...
Polished stones
Where eyes should be...
Perception of reality
Is, of course, subjective,
One mind to the next...
We all see what we see
In an infinite number
Of disparate ways...
And perceptions
About others' meanings
Behind their words 
Are generally colored by 
Past experiences
That often muddy
Even crystal clear intentions...
We're not always listening
When we think we're listening...
Not always hearing
What we presuppose we are hearing...
Stories told by firelight...
Urban myths and ghost stories...
Not always seeing
What we assume we are seeing...
I will watch you fall...
I won't add any momentum
To the velocity
Of your descent...
As I said,
It's the kindest thing to do...
Truth to be told,
I'm falling, too...
I can't afford to increase my mass,
Thereby increasing
Gravity's pull...
Neither can you...
The lighter the load,
The more chance that wind resistance
Might slow down
That race to the bottom...
Might even catch an updraft, 
And get buoyed back up
To the edge of that cliff,
And relative safety
Despite crumbling rock
With jagged edges...
No one else is truly safe, though...
There are claws and teeth and thorns
On every angel's underbelly...
Together, we fall faster...
Best you try to fly
On your own...
Best I try
To find my wings alone,
Or brace myself
For impact...
Maybe breaking through
The eggshell...
Maybe starting a new life...
Embryonic and stem cell new...
It's been said that
You can't do it alone,
But you can...
There is no other viable choice...
You can only see
With your own eyes...
Share what notes you have taken
When you can...
Maybe they can be of use to others...
They'll see what they choose to see...
See what they want to see...
Everybody's falling
At some time or another...
Different lines of code
Running programs
Calculating consensus reality...
The communal rules...
The grammar of physical being,
The fruit of the mycelium 
We call the Absolute...
The common ground
That we plummet towards
The way the moon
Constantly falls around Earth
As the Earth
Constantly falls
Around the Sun...
A bottomless pit...
Equilibrium
For a time
Until that time passes...