it's like jumping
a short fall
at first
and then it ends
as quickly as it started

if only i knew
how they pieced me
back together again
stitched at the seams
until it seems like i
never died at all

then back to a building
a different skyscraper
crafted from durasteel
taller than the one that
came before

i don't even hesitate
one foot after the other
right over the ledge
only the fall eats up
more time and i
have a moment to think
of your eyes while the
meters flash by

splat

back to the lab again
to be reassembled from
the remnants of my
desiccated carcass

only there's less of me
bits of brain that could not
survive a second meeting
with the concrete
chipped finger-bones
missing teeth and
no heartbeat

up again
higher still
and again
and again
only to plummet
of my own volition

i fall further each
and every time
and they scrape
less of me off
the pavement