There was a moment — Before I fell

Still standing — Now in blackout

Plummeting towards the floor

My mind wanders off

Fearing the impact

Transported to childhood memories

Leaning forward chairs

On a precipice — Close to tragedy

There was safety then,

Hands to hold me back from the edge

I am older now — in freefall.

Aiming for some soft ground

Hoping to stick the landing