Commandment

"Don't jump!"
He commands in soft paternal tones.
Space is curved in on itself and
you will only end up back
where you
started.

"Don't jump."
She smiles from above
knowing bones will not
be shaken awake even
if watered by your
tears.

"Don't jump..."
cries fearful mother
combing the child's life
into long, straight
lines.

"Don't jump,"
the lover laughs stood
the other side of a
puddle that dances
with them
both, now.

"Don't jump!"
orders the man with a celestial megaphone
and a granite gun in hand.

But you have to do it.
You must.
Quickly.
While you have the chance.