Cliff Diving || An Original Poem

‘Do you collect Ambers?’

I joked, gazing up

You laughed and kissed me

I cannot find reprieve 

I think, and stab myself over again 

With the ice pick you drove through

The tenderest flesh of my body.

A name is the only thing that connects us

Yet now binds me to you to her

It was fine before:

When I could think of nothing else

For I thought of your soft words

The harsh drag of your stubble 

Against my skin

These are now tainted 

I feel dirty

I cry to feel clean

I dive from a cliff to catch up with my plummeting insides

I’m not afraid of heights today

And the cold water I splash into

Soothes my flaming soul