A breeze cutting through
Cause and effect
The thrum off the taught rope
Suspending the gleaming edge
A silent figure just checked
Before the descent
Exposed
To the Guillotine of Time

Held breath

The only thing certain

Is my death


Moments that stretch
Dilate
Taking me back
Conversing with the Ghost of camaraderie
Glimpses of a few good friends
Who left in the end
Friendships dissipated
Running my fingers through the Memory
The feeling of loss
couldn’t be anticipated
Precious moments
...