The Edge (Poem) (dedicated to Mike, who didn’t return)

I didn’t jump, but I remember

The long walk to the edge.

Each step felt like a promise;

Each breath felt like a scream.

The relentless drum beat

Counting down my life

Had as its message:

Today; today; today.

I stood there and listened,

As I looked at the rocks far below.

Then I turned and began the journey back.

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