Considering things I never saw

Scream

When I tried to throw myself in
after her

they held me back, clinging
hands of life

moaning to my stretched skin
to remain with them

here on the mirror's side
of grief.

And there, of course, she was,
reflected boldly

in the clear light of the mirror,
moving as though

to ward off the movements
we made

on the other side of her jump
 .