Caught

The day that I doubted
Was the day I was born
Unnoticed, it sprouted
Surreptitiously sown

Doubtless, I waited
My nose to the soil
Accusations unfounded
My tempters all the while

If not so nearsighted
I might have foreseen
By vine-work, surrounded
A skin-net of green

My questions all knotted
So wildly o'ergrown
The deathly invention
A strangler's hold

My last breath expired
Suspended in death
All senses retired
My life's blood was spent

Till gravity's inverted
And no longer bound
My lungs drank in freely
As my world turned upside-down

From earth's surface parted
Now falling through space
The sky-scape uncharted
Wind's sting on my face

Though now unencumbered
By vine-work o'ergrown
I found myself hurtled
Into chasms unknown

My senses awakened
To the infinite depth
Of falling forever
A fate worse than death

But fate's underhanded
And gravity stopped
It seemed I had landed
And the landing was soft

Then feeling below me
Surprise seized my breast
Embraced by a savior
I'd never have guessed

The hammock hung tautly
Enmeshed, intertwined
With leafy-green branches
All woven of vine