Falling

I was walking,
walking
with ambivalence
because it was very hot
and I felt weak,
so I turned around
to go home,

and I fell
I fell down
hard
on the cement,
without a sound
except for the screams,
you couldn’t hear
from inside me

My head hit
my body followed
and there I was
a traumatic heap
of disbelief and pain
lying down there
down
on the ground,
me

Neighbors came out
to help,
with concern
with ice
with water
and a declaration
that I should go
to the ER

I fell hard
I didn’t twirl
or fly down
with ease and joy
and no one caught me
no one but the warm hard
concrete

I’ve been falling
slowly
since my good
longtime friend,
my uncle
and more
have left this world
too soon
recently

It is too much
life is too much
I am still falling
in that space
where I’m
crying out for help
in disbelief
right before I hit the ground

It is all good
I survived
without the ER
I sat up
I spoke well
I drank cold, wet water
I iced my bruised head
and body,
and I walked on home
to rest and heal

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