Vertigo (May 2012)
I get vertigo
Staring down at her face
Four story drop behind her,
A picture perfect moment
That is hardly perfect,
sent in the dead of night
to explain the pain
I’ve caused,
I ache to yank her back
But can’t.
She mistaking
A pull for a push,
Thinking I’m the one
Who wants her to fall
When I ache to keep; her safe,
Even if I’m to blame
For putting her there,
A fool doing a fool’s errand,
Unaware of the consequences
Until far too late,
Fearing that if she tumbles
She might take me with her
Over the edge
Into the abyss,
The deep darkness
That waits for both of us
To lose our grip.
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