Slowly,
I am drawn to the edge–
Iron flakes
To a lodestone abyss.
(I want to fall)
The cliff.
Toes grasp
The sharp stone boundary
Between land and air.
(I want to fall)
My pulse quickens
And I am alive.
Every cell inside me
Hums electric.
(I want to fall)
Swaying,
Back and forth,
I feel the lodestone
Pull me.
(I want to fall)
I hear voices
Far in the distance
Whispering dark warnings
Of gravity.
(I want to fall)
And yet…
And still…
(I want to fall)
I lean forward,
Just a bit,
And then some more.
Testing.
(I want to fall)
Frozen–
I stare into the chasm
Restrained by a
Dissipating fear.
(I want to fall)
The lodestone pulls harder.
The whisper fades.
I close my eyes
And leap.
(But can I fly?)
3-20-19
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