dear etta,

is it ever so late?
if i jump

down, fall these
many many
feet
will i land on a
mirror? keep falling
until it is too late
until it is out of my life
i have fallen?
will i wake up
tomorrow
to find my
tears are falling
from somebody else’s
eyes? if that were
the case
i will never
fall to sleep
again.
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