through it all
you weave a cushion
to what might've been a free fall
dragging each tumble
into elongated bounce
gentle—over trampoline
instead of one splat
letting my body shatter
flipping narrative
providing a fluffy cloud
unable to hold my body weight
sort of metaphor
easiest to decipher
if seeking what's flipped
is what you have been after
not a murder with knife's back
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