She opened the window
and calculated the impact.
She was electrified.
Wild buildings around – memories
suffocating, hands betraying,
love emptying her heart.
(despair is so sweet…)
Nothing else to lose. Nothing.
Something had cracked inside.
(Maybe it was her soul. Maybe.)
She heard the little girl crying
but
she had nothing to offer anymore.
(what is light when it no longer clarifies?)

She was so bubbly…she was…
She was so beautiful…she was…
She felt everything again: that old
pain pressing her wrist, taming
her soul…Life was spinning out of control.
(life???)

She closed her eyes
(I think she was crying, I think)
And
F
L
O
A
T
E
D

Please somebody seize her heart.
Somebody…Somebody…please.

How many times do we have to die
to live again?

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