Falling

                        I fear
the ponderous fall of disappointed
                                    expectations,

the eternal wait as they linger
in the air on the way groundward,

the Crash!

of collision on concrete,
the violent physics of it,

the jolt

through the floor I stand on (the floor
the expectators stand on):
The whole structure trembles
with released energy--

               Sound and fury
shimmer in the air
             then dissipate
                           slowly

I sag down to the cement,
wilt into a curl of a girl,
                          stifle sobs
in the silence

[another poem of mine, written a few weeks ago and newly edited.]
[Gaah, it is so aggravating to put in the spacing in html.]