In Focus

I have found the limits

Of my body

The heights it will let me climb

Hand over hand

Limblike ladder

Disappearing in thick canopy layers

When I crouch in the high branches

I find my familiar edge

The one I find when I sprint

Fastflown blurry track

When I bounce, when I bound

And I am weightless.

I sway. I float. I fly.

Jul 2019

Out Of My Control

Gaunt Urgency