Jump

Jump; June 14, 2025

Your silence is deafening,

As I stand at the edge of the cliff,

Tempting the sea to wrap me in the waves

Crashing against my ribs, I ache.

The wound encompasses my being,

Threatening to bleed out.

I feel your ghost across my cheek,

The beating of my hollow heart

Shakes the ruins of Camelot.

I watch as the swells tempt me like sirens,

My toes teasing the hem.

The sun blisters the alabaster rind

Of my knuckles, gripping and grasping

At wisps of forgotten paradise —

My skeleton too stubborn to admit

It’s finally time to jump.

-AKF