I used to enjoy

Walking across the tops

Of the picket fences

When I was younger

It was the height

That I most enjoyed

Feeling like a seraphim

High above the rabble

I felt absolutely free

Anointed and absolutely powerful

Also atop I balanced

And felt deliciously dangerous

One small misstep one

Strong wind one sin

Would cause me to

Fall as quickly as

Lucifer back to hell