Tagged: balance
every moment, a
near the end, there is
near the end, there is
always a balancing act –
perhaps on top of
some rubble of forgotten
memories, perhaps
on the dagger
of just one
memory
.
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on a scale of walking
on a scale of walking
into traffic and
walking into the sea,
last night i
chose the sea,
and when i reached it,
you called me
out of the blue,
an accusatory tone
in your voice,
taking me back
to the days when
i’d arrive at my
childhood home
and not ring you up.
i was found out,
i leaned the
heaviness against you
so that i could
find a new
balance, and you
shifted so that you
could accommodate
the weight. i
wandered alongside,
instead of into,
though the sound of
the waves will always
compete with your voice
.
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somewhere where my heart
somewhere where my heart
has gone into hiding, curtains
sway ever so slightly
with the repeated
melody of you escaping
through the cracks,
like light, air, a double-
trill, fingers still
reaching for that
practiced evenness
.
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it’s a delicate
a week away from
a week away from
you, and a week
ahead, i am
balancing the
two sides of
home, as if i were
somewhere
in an outer-
outer borough
.
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daily, the ratio of our
daily, the ratio of our
defenses to foreign
invasions appears
balanced. without
acknowledging the
expectation, we are
often surprised
when we break down
.
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