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.
