No Net
tight rope live wire
line crossing i see
a squirrel foot over
foot over feet
making his
way across
the street
but from
above
watching
his buds
thinking
running
stopping
uncertain
turning
back
but
somewhat
frozen in
the middle
if the road
confused
as if to
go for
ward
or
turn back
but caught
in a time
lapse of
if or what
to do so
do noth
ing but
hope
and soon they
devolve and
dissolve from
mammal to
bird by those
simple words
put into a
question
asking
why did
the chicken
cross the road
Copyright © Jeff Connelly | Year Posted 2020
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