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chromatic descendence (25/30)

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Published: Apr 26, 2015

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I am leaning over the railing and I feel weightless like my feet could lift from the polished granite and send me hurtling head over heels through the time vortex to a day when you have been gone for so long the grief has passed --

but my feet keep me rooted to the moment and I descend chromatically, hitting every other step with an expulsion of breath -- I saw you fall but I’m not going to believe it until I see you -- and my mind is racing in octaves but my body is moving too slowly --

I stumble and dissonance echoes from under my feet --

and I’m telling myself it wasn’t my fault, it wasn’t my fault -- but I was your only friend -- I could have done something, said the right thing at the right moment to make you realize you had something to live for --

every particle of my body is screaming for release -- I could do what you did and hurl myself into space and then maybe I could be there for you -- I could be there in time and we would be together again --

I’m taking the stairs two at a time now -- I can make out a shape and I think it’s you -- and now there’s your face and by the dim light the floor beneath is the color of wine --

and with your eyes closed you could almost be sleeping