He continues to strike flat surfaces and sharp corners. There is nothing he can do to stop himself. Nothing will break his fall. His arms and legs instinctively tuck in tight for protection. He tumbles downward and forward. He picks up speed. His hands go in the direction of his head. He begins to take the shape of the ball.
Hip. Back. Hand.
His feet nearly touch down.
Others are too short to register.
Elbow. Foot.
The intervals between each strike are inconsistent. Some last as long as seconds.
Hand. Forehead.
Then his head. A rib. His first hip again.
His knee strikes an edge.
He lands first with his hip. Then his opposite shoulder.