She may have stopped imagining
and jumped this time,
this morning.

I did not hear any clanging
from the cliff walls
or a loud splash on the water

The creaking of the floor
only made it to my dreams,
failed to wake me up.

I do not see one missing thing
from last night-

all the bottles are accounted for
all cutlery in place
and the car is still here and intact

-only her.

She must have jumped during the night.
Her side of the bed is still unmade.

* this post is due to a lack of everything else