Still Falling

While that tottering first step

 

 

Which

   sent

        me

 

           tumbling

 

        Ass

    over

heels


 

      Head

             over

       tea

kettle

 

 

 

Continues


 

The


 

   Descent

 

has

    yet

            to

   abate



 

Although

                  the

 

          years

 

decline


 

And expectations

 

cr

  u

       m

 

b

   l

 

e


 

Without collapse


 

   The knowledge


 

Sinks in


 

That


 

Nothing between us has

                                         settled



 

This

 

   is when I realize


 

That our love


 

Will never reach it's

 

 

            ebb

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patriciajj's picture

Very impressive how you

Very impressive how you utilized form to simulate not only the emotion, but the physical feeling of that vortex between rapture and agony. The crash landing of love was particularly palpable. A brilliant free fall.