no rebound

A Poem by Sarah Wilson

Hush, don’t speak.
Pretty far fall, isn’t it?
It’s the risk you take, though.
Common knowledge, that.
I mean it when I said don’t speak.
Don’t ask questions.
Just inhale, exhale.
Rinse and repeated.
Anyway, as I was saying.
That’s the risk you take.
When you throw your self into something, I mean.
When you throw yourself into something so far you can only fall.
Unless someone’s there to catch you.
Because then I suppose it’s a trip.
Why do you look so scared?
I’m not gonna push you.
Not gonna make you do anything you don’t want to do, anyway.
Yeah, once you start falling, there’s no stopping it.
No no no, you can’t back away.
Oh please, we both know you don’t want to.
Because if I don’t want to, you certainly do.
Don’t you?
I knew it.
See?
I’m too smart for you, probably because I am you.
Yeah, you’ve been listening to yourself talk this whole time.
The entire time you’ve been looking over the side of this bridge.
It’s awfully foggy today, but then again, when is it not?
No one would see you if you fell.
No one to chase after you and scream as you fall.
No one to see me nudge you just…a little…closer.
Ha, I saw that.
I got you.
Scared you.
Don’t be scared, really.
You want this as much as I do.
So do it.
Jump.