Year 2 // Untitled Poem by Josh Ferguson

Any suggestions for a title would be much appreciated! :)

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You stood upon that roof
with shaking legs,
untameable and unable
to be moved.

And we watched you fall,
from above and below.
The ground greeted you
and said goodbye.

Yet here I stand,
clutching your cold, paper hand
in front of the screaming
yellow car.