what if

it; the ubiquity, fell through the hands you pushed forward

and you watched it fall carelessly while fully caring

about the trajectory it took; a beat removed from your grasp

the catch of a breath holds the regret of an ineffective action

it’s gone

whether your sight was able to see the outcome

the landing catching just the outside of an unwilling eardrum

gotta plan the next action bound to shape your definition

words are slight, they say actions shape a character

but words

do they not build character when your back is turned

whispers, at times normally audible, voices at an audience with burn

friends, acquaintance the all the same when it comes to outside speech

indescribably blurred in a face that splits into two

hear this

your friend, coworker, brother, sister, son, daughter, significant other

will take a miss and at times feel the definitive weight like metaphorical water

be the hand that helps them wash away the echo of a fall

not the hand that snickers with the push of their head below

act better

jurri j.