Cliff Diving (#29 Na/GloPoWriMo)


Is safety an emotion?
What is a life lived
Peering out from shelter?
From a position of stasis?

Once the bogey man
Pushed me over a cliff.
In the freefall moment,
Buoyed only by air,

The worst came true.

I didn’t die on the rocks,
Rushing up to me as if
I was the one who was
Holding still.

The enormous pain
Sheared open my heart.
The shoreline presented a
Sheer wall and

I climbed the cliff again.

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