A phone call,
the muffled tunnel voice cracks,
“Mom, I want to come home.”
A wave hits the transformer and it’s blown.
No connection.
No contact.
Stunned, mouth agape–
Forgotten exhales, a mind cries, “no, no, no!!!”
No breath, out of an airless burn, searing lungs, stifled scream—
“This can’t be. I have to jump!”
Over the cliff, falling the eternal drop–
and the shards of rocks jut through the sea to meet gravity’s slam-tossed burden,
through the air and…
((Gasp)), “huh!!! I’m up, I’m up. [catching breath] Okay. Okay. Okay. [quickly glancing about the sliver moon-lit room left to right].
What time is it?”
In the gaze of the other 