Falling

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I don’t remember falling / Do you ever feel that / The precipices of life / Separated / By holographic distances / This most immediate of journeys / Lasting longer each time and yet / I don’t remember it / To imagine / And to watch the fall unwinding / In the cinema of eyelids / Is a mantra:

Looming / At the window
The building / Like a highway
And stepping out
Onto flattened stairs

Looming / At the window
The building / Like a highway
And stepping out
Onto flattened stairs

Looming / At the window
The building / Like a highway
And stepping out
Onto flattened stairs

Stasis / For a moment / Until the streets are paved with focus / And then fear / With the realness of feeling / To find your body / Falling / I imagine

I do remember / Landing / Like a widow / And holding all my patience / for the gravel perforating bones / The distance of your shadow / A bathtub for the blood spill and darkness for my goodwill / But falling / I imagine