Primrose Maclean

Sunday 1 February 2004

On the edge

On the edge
Of a ledge
Everyday
Waiting for you to say
Or, at least gesture
With a tap
That
You need to push
To see how I'd fall, and
How you'd feel about my fall
But, when it's all
Said and done
I was the one
Who jumped
Because I had been on the edge
Of that ledge
For far too long.