Don't Look Down

it was more of a dare
than a quest,
my participation
a moment of rare folly.

the others had done it
so many times before.
their enthusiasm was
contagious and
the contagion had spread
my way.

and so, i joined them
at the top of the bridge,
my heart beating so hard
i could hear it, as
they wrapped the harness
around my waist
and secured it.

at that elevation, the winds
whistled, and what they were
whistling was
don't look down
don't look down
don't look down

one last gulp of air,
one last prayer
and i stepped into nowhere
on my first bunge
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                                e
                                 e
                                  e
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                                      jump!



© Candice W. Coghill, November, 2011