Forced Exit

` dour faced you stepped into a paging precipice leaving me my face moist at the threshold its frame now leaning to one side splintered and unhinged did i tell you that my front door never opened to the street maybe i never had the need to you always entered through the back door you always crept out the window to play in the sun this time was different before another word could be spoken you brushed past me blocking my outstretched arm(s) and all I could see was your hair tumbling in the air as your limbs flailed while you plummeted out of my life   `