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Poem: Lena-Go-Round

Lena toes the edge
Of a rusty fire escape
Saying she’s ready to go
With her I’m never sure
If she’s thinking of packing
Or if she’s thinking of jumping
She’s like the tilt-a-whirl
Always spinning around
And I’m always ready
With my ticket for the ride
The highs are so high
Worth the lows she takes me to
When she’s spun out
Spinning out of control
Trying to catch her
Before she crashes
Out here dancing on the ledge
I watch from the fire escape
With the question lingering
Of if we’re up or down
Waiting with baited breath
For the eventual crash
That will bring us both down

Copyright © 2021 TJS Sherman All rights reserved.


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