Surviving the Fall

Yeah. Just another day, another fragment of a dollar. Cutting trees for

some rich lady while the shadow's getting darker. Didn't know that day would change

so dramatically. This how I know it strange, how I almost lost everything.

Wednesday in Waterways, dropping leaves can be fun. Cut 'em down, cut 'em up,

so there I was. Up on an old tree, balanced carefully,

one more cut, I was done. I looked up, tried to run, saw a tree

hit another tree. Headed straight for me. Catastrophe in motion, no time to

think or guess. I jumped to get clear, but that bastard was fast.