Tuesday, December 17, 2019

point high

I was born with a cup of coffee
and a danish and I grew up
with a ball and a big balloon
whose name was Jaimie, pronounced
"Hi, me" - who I pretended
could speak, but refused to.
My own first word went
unrecorded, but I bet
it was "hey!" since

that's more or less the nerve
and gall I was by-then all too
well-versed in. Responding-to,
barging and upending for win - I was made

to take the point high,
lead the bright charge, and resolve
whatever differences there were,
at large. Naturally,

I lost
every race in the course. Well,
what do you expect. I am
an immovable force.

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