If the earth was flat,
and you could dig to the depths,
what do you suppose,
would we find,
if there were no missteps?

Would we fall forever below,
into a black void,
like a character in a game,
who stepped through the wall,
they were meant to avoid?

Or do you suppose we’d burn up,
flattened from the pressure and stone,
knowing beyond a doubt,
that in our pride,
we should have left well enough, alone?