January 24, 2020

living among friends

I'm sometimes jumping upward
and sometimes tumbling downward,
even sometimes rolling curveward,
but I have no stubborn standward.

I set and twitch the switches of my goals
always hoping for some bit of control
in case the world turns upside down.
I may then tumble to end my role as Clown.

My tenuous ongoing, endless cope
is not to need to make amends
but always reach tenderly toward friends
sharing all our variety, smidgeons of hope.

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