Saturday, April 20, 1985

Jump


Someone gasped and pointed up.
People let go of what
was on their minds, to gather.

The crowd looks up
towards the glaring spotlight.
Flashing squad cars arrive.

Uniforms dash in.
Elevator doors open,
seconds too late.

A hush falls over.  Down casting eyes
wince at the splattering
of an unkept soul.


-dp-


  4-20-85
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