“Words, words,
words.”
— Hamlet (2.2)
List #4: (a) abyss, (b) imminent
My fall into the great abyss
Was imminent, I knew.
My problem? I did not know what
I really ought to do.
And so I tottered on the edge,
Debating every choice.
The edge gave way, and you could hear
My now-soprano voice
As I descended. Seemed a mile
Before I hit the ground.
Yes, I, Coyote, fooled again—
Is Road Runner around?
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