You move slow -
You sink
You go fast -
You fall
Down the mountain
At unknown
Speeds
Unknowing
What moves,
Shifts beneath
The white
What browns
Yellowed-greens
And hard blacks
That sometimes smile
Out of the white,
Baring teeth
Could cut your planks of wood
Two by two
And you with it
It is this danger
That bares my teeth
Almost touching
A heaven
I make a move
Fast and slow
