I swing between extremes
try to catch me
where you see me I have already left
I don’t know what I am afraid will happen if I am caught
but I fear something bad
I’ve been caught before only to have it crash
so I try to fall into the pit
where I will be covered by shadows
When younger I led a fairly frenetic existence but over the years I have settled in a more central if not neutral place. I love the last two lines of your poem. I don´t readily understand them but they seems so fitting.
Keith
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Taylor Crowshaw
Wed 7th Nov 2018 21:10
Intriguing poem.