i lean heavily
on
a bridge’s
railing
in a blackout
below
i can hear the raindrops
plopping
into
the cold black brine
below
that sound
i hazard a guess
is the sound
of
souls
been absorbed
into
eternity
above
i hang weightily
over
a bridge’s
railing
trapped in a dark cloud
my thought
soon to become
just
another drop
in the
ocean
below
©bg 2016
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