i am not falling into the pit–
it is rising
to swallow me,
whole.

i am minding my own business,
not harming a fly,
yet the darkness insists on
collecting my soul.

the pit is not
malevolent.
it yearns only
to eat life–
as do all,
trapped
in this earthen bowl.

in the end,
all will be taken–
all will descend
into the cool earth.
all must pay the toll.