falling

falling in love

falling for a scheme

falling out with a friend

falling on the floor

only the first seems to carry

much promise

of fun outcome

wishing you love

learning to accept

parking my car a block away

because construction equipment

takes all nearer spaces

i look at the seven-story structure

i am looking to move into

the thought comes to my mind

and lips: “I am coming here to die”

surprisingly, i find i am at peace

with the thought

it is where i am in my life

although i know i will fight

to treasure as much as i can retain

until i know the end is mine