Wilde LikeA Poem by Siobahn McKennaMost of us only but tip-toe Afraid of the edge of the ledge There’s nothing in the world quite like falling Jumping sometimes slipping right off the stretch Love is a beautiful proposition But Chalk full of ambiguous imposition appearing absent, a mismatch, sometimes purposeless We’re all terrified it’ll never catch Disguised, it surfaces Never our expected sketch occasionally curses us Feeling weak, feeling anxious, even bitter Misinterpreting events abandoning all sense Wilde like: Never pure Never true Never simple But sometimes it might be better I think Than we could ever have hoped Even as we peer off the edge Secretly wishing the edge of the ledge was a slope Grey area, I’ve realized, doesn't kill Things do not always have to make sense But I pray to God someday they will They never seem to Especially not when I’m with you I still hate the suspense Why didn’t I stay up high safe, on the fence ? Actually I’d rather jump Hope at the bottom love is a sea Because I’m already drowning in you Terrified you won’t jump in after me. © 2016 Siobahn McKennaFeatured Review
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