The Soaring Ladybug
Mind
is a
teeter-totter
constantly
out weighing
my heart
from the tip
of the fulcrum
attempting to
persuade
as adolescents
sway their
friends to
drink this
or
smoke that
Feet
increasingly creep
like a ladybug
crawls to the
tip of leaf
ready to soar
towards the verge
of its demise
doing the
stingray shuffle
kicking off
unfastened dirt
Body
leans forward
from the hips
trying to uncover
the means between
the ends
taking two
steps back
hands held
to my chest
or
close my eyes
put a foot out
fall.
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