Reoccurrence Poem by AnnaLeigh Jones

Look at us
Here again

Filling in the empty spaces
Where our bodies belong
-The spaces of the past-
The outlines so familiar
Yet so forgotten
Why must we relive this moment
Time and Time again

Here again

Me standing on the edge
-Contemplation-
You ten yards away
-Uncertainty-
Again

Look at us
Walking a circular path
- A path of danger
And of death-
Me, thoughts of jumping off
You, holding a tenuous grip on your tongue
Again

Here we are

You, yelling, screaming
-All with good intention-
It is all you know to do
Me, Misunderstanding
Thinking you a threat
You, simply wanting me safe
Again

Me, leaping from the edge
Me, Afraid of your voice
-More so than of the raging river below-
Falling to certain death
Again

You, running so fast
You, jumping to save me
-The person you pushed with your voice-
You, grabbing my arm
You, holding on to a small limb

Look at us
Here again

Us, hanging on the border of death
Us, seeming to fit so perfectly
Me, crying
You, relieved
Me, grateful yet frightened
You, more obstinate than gravity
Again

Me, in the arms of a hero
You, holding on to your kryptonite
Us, wondering how long we have
How long till we're back on the brink of death

Here again