Tagged: balance

in the middle of

we negotiate

we negotiate
with our bodies as if we
could take a day off

here and there to maintain some
sort of a balanced diet

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the things you keep and

the things you keep and
the things you take away – a
fine balance, almost

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i am on my way

on the streets of love,

in the middle of

in the middle of
monterrey, a dozen stones
waited for you to

come along, place them in balance,
transform them into meaning

holding it in

by the pacific

by the pacific
shore, we are balancing rocks,
one for each prayer or

wish or anticipation
or joy, dad carried them all

every moment, a

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