. . . and so you fellnnwell nothing broke your fall and so you fellndown like concrete angelsnlike a nickel to the wellndragging a wish for silencennand friends all stand around and shake their heads and ask how it could benthat nothing broke your fall and so you fellnnnothing broke your fall and so you fellna heart so heavy with the drinknlike ophelia to the deepnin truth more strange than fictionnnbefore the morning starts againnall desperate times and desperate mennstill nothing broke you fall and so you fellnwell nothing broke your fall and so you fellnnheaven hold your broken sprit nownif that’s what you believed innfrom a house of brittle thingsnand from a room of splintersnnstill tiny minded thoughts i thinknsomeone else will fix my drinks tonightnsince nothing broke your fall and so you fellnnwell nothing broke your fall and so you felln