I
see the shadow of you
on
the ground below
leaning
over
the
edge of the roof
as
if waiting to leap
outstretched,
clicking
off one last
photograph
before
the air takes you
down
to the ground,
but
you don’t fall,
the
night air swirls
the
shadows shift,
and
here I am
with
the image
firmly
fixed in my head
your
shadow
showing
on the ground below
but
it is me falling
not
you.
(2012)
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