Look at me!

Relax! Let your reflexes take the lead,

Inhale, exhale: it's air retail—

Please, buy in bulk, and use in time, agreed?

We're free, e.i. released on bail,

Until we fail and lose and flee.

Blue skies derail; you stay so still,

Portraying calmly what you feel.

The canvas of your face

Fragile and sad and pearlescent,

Luminescent.

No time, too little space,

They curve and curl and weave

In all mysterious ways I can't conceive,

And leave no trace.

Reflected from the moon,

Reflections carefully sieved

Through millions and millions of wee dew beads,

They seed an image in my head.

Please, look at me!

I square my shoulders.

I stand upright. I made my stand

With my head down, you see?

My thoughts, my soldiers

Are tangled and disunified,

Undignified.

I'm—

Look at me!

I choke up on the club.

And strike; and putt!

My eyes I rub,

Relieved and satisfied: all good!

You're free.

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Thanks for reading.