—I GUESS WE ALL HAVE OUR MOMENTS

The Ether

 

Lately I’ve been thinking how

it might not be so had to 

let go of the rope 

step off that ledge 

twirl upside down 

like the falling man. 

Even now he looks a lot

happier than me, 

frozen in the striped 

skyscraper wallpaper, 

nothing on his mind but 

dropping through the ether, 

a sort of inverse flight, 

NYC street waiting

to catch him because 

it doesn’t have a choice, 

someone on the sidewalk 

with a camera capturing 

the moment so precisely

 I’ll always have

something to hold onto 

even when I really have nothing 

to grip but this concussed, 

needy office air.