Kayfucius

A collective of thoughts, poetry, writing works, blurbs, and other randomosity

I adopted “klutz” and “clumsy”

into my lexicon

long ago when I actually believed

I was prone to

tripping, falling, teetering.

I’m now starting to see

that it’s hard to keep

balance

when always being

pulled in every different direction

except the one you want to go in.

Walking a tightrope is dangerous

when it’s wrapped around your neck.

 

21 June 2020

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