when the soul summersaults
limbless acrobats
to tightly grip a strangle hold
upon reasoning
second guessing
previous maneuvers
kicking yourself in the butt
while in a head lock
wrenching situations
that blink by a black eye
neuron knuckles clinched
on the grey matter mat
grasping a counter balance
understanding your opponent
hoping to win
while wrestling thoughts
Art~
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October 7, 2011 at 7:24 am
Nicole
Nice, especially the last line.
October 7, 2011 at 11:10 am
wastelandexplorer
I Love reading your stuff. It seems to talk to me.
October 8, 2011 at 7:07 am
Budz
Genius metaphors.
*Clap clap*
October 9, 2011 at 2:44 pm
zumpoems
Love the sound and rhythm of this — very much in action. Love the use of strong/strong syllables.