By Gub
(15th of September)
Tensile thing
This human will
And ratchet tight
The wire
On which
We stand
Balance
Only
Holds
Us
From a fall
Dancing
Back and forth we
Weight shift from
Side to side
An uncertain
Limbo
Some moments
Lithe and lucid
Otherwise lumbered
And misplaced
No place
To rest
The gyro's
Energy
Negating
Energy
The reversed
Spin
Momentum
Stilled
A mountain
Of effort
This life
For the ascent of a pin?
Friday, 18 October 2013
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