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  Aug 2015 life's jump
Ann Beaver
If you see me
tell me to take your hand,
to stop the fall, to finally land,
before I reach the bottom of a black-bearded abyss.
Don't miss,
oh, and maybe one more kiss
before I see me
pulling everything away.

My eyes couldn't pound
through the seductive sound
the click
tick
stick
of the lock.
You saw me
your fingers tucked
deep in the pockets of your silence.
  Jul 2015 life's jump
Ann Beaver
Does she know
about me

Whispers
And invisible pleas
Slither into the universe
Across the sea

Telling her
To hold you for me.
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