The Jump Of Manuelito
What is it inside you,
Must be boiling
Could be erupting
A hollow bag filled with
So much pressure
About to burst
They wonder why
The decision to jump is made
By you at the unexpected hour
When all the rest are sick
Looking for the cure
When most are lost
Looking for an opening
And there you are
Not minding, undefining
What loss is
What pain is?
What everything
In our common ills
Is all about?
I am petrified.
Matter of fact
I stopped asking.
It is your major jump
And there must be a major reason
It must be the thin line
Between life and death
It must be feeling
The great divide
What we see is a major loss.
But who knows
It is not to you
I remember when you first
Looked for an opening
You insisted
You struggled
Only to find out
You don’t need it
After all those years
It is
The situation actually
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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