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Poetica Spontenaium 5.10.05

I find my lungs aching
panting for breath
keeping up as the world spins fierce
of hot tar and scrawled missives
guiding like a drunken sherpa
towards another day
I might fall off and then what
Spin out into dark space
and float out into
the forgotten mawl of who knows what
swallowed or spat out
and sent running off again
towards another night
and if I’m lucky another day.
Are my toes strong enough
to clasp tight to the soft
patch of grass, still wet from
a bit of careless kindness
from strangers
and anchor me for a moment
just a moment
just a moment please
so i might close my eyes
and find rest
and pretend that I will not
be done in by yet another sprint forward
Terrified of tripping
yet unable to look from my feet
as the ground spins beneath me until delirious
Would it be alright if I fell after all
would you be there to catch me?
Could you carry me for a bit
or hold my hand as we fell off
into the unknown for a moment
Would it be all right if I at least had you

oh how i love your spontaneous poetry. it really is the only reason i read your blog.

not that i don’t care about your life and other stuff, but this is what keeps me coming back.

i don’t think that came out right.

Reading your entire poem mj brought a smile to my face this evening.