Monologue

(In which the real battle truly lies within.)

***

How many times have you told yourself
About this being the last time?

Reverberating are the

Memories that seem to get one-sidedly

Old by the minute – the ones that have flashed warnings in the

Nether of your already-charted 

Regions of experience. Yet you never learn.

In spite of its 

Ephemerality, you still clung. Now you are left

Dangerously dangling alone in the 

Edge of the cliff you both built, for you sent

Caution to the 

Air. And are now stranded alone in your self-made

Dead

End.