StumbleA Poem by CorsetI am always... stepping over things baby gates, laundry baskets your words into dial tone their messy cardiac mass A friend said; "If something bites you or gives you pain" "Lay it gently down again Then, move on" I am always stepping over things... Things that fall items dropped or laid to rest A sunrise, a sun set everyday, something else to stumble on. © 2017 Corset |
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