Wednesday, May 3, 2017



The island calls to me.
It whispers my name.
The bridge sighs.
It weeps for me.
I walk across.
It wobbles to and fro.
I hold tight to the ropes.
One step gives way.
And so does the next.
The sides unravel.
I can’t move.
Time stands still.
I’m falling.
Cold water hits my face.
Silence now takes it turn.

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