Over the edge

He jumps.

First, a jack knife,

then,

he curls
into a ball,
like an infant
in the womb.

He closes his eyes,
and finds calm.

The wind
reminds him…

Screaming
to god.

Terror
fills him.
He knows
he is done.

Asking for salvation
and forgiveness.
Begging to
take it all
back.

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