The Fall

I don’t love you, I am a fall –
not the faller, I’m the distance, the void
and air and roaring wind.
Listen to me

howl, feel me whip and surge and blur,
ripple your skin, whine inside
your ears, I don’t cling, just reel
and pound.

I don’t believe in endings,
so I can’t love you. See that ground
rushing up? All mirage.
You never leaped.

I can’t dive, I can’t rise,
there’s nothing but the hurricane,
cannonade of gale – hate me if you want,
I can not bruise nor bleed.

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