The Dead Game by Susanne Leist
Saturday, February 27, 2016
FALLING
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A heart-shaped pool
to break my fall.
A cold wetness
to entomb me.
Depths to reach
below the surface.
I am falling
with no one to catch me.
But a cold wetness.
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