tumble

funny,
my lines today.

opposing swirls of
arms flailing -
a tree in typhoon winds.

staring at my poses in the mirror
made me realize
I'm not in balance
while standing either.

just like last class
when lying
on a flat floor
was more state of mind,
just not mine.

now
opposing parts of my back
remember
the random contact
with that flat surface.
staring at myself
in the mirror,
new thoughts emerge.

what does keep me 
from falling over?

when I tried
to straighten
I start to tip.

one direction 
or the other
no matter
for the muscle 
starting to twitch.

it shakes a 
thought free
instinct draws 
my attention
I catch myself
walking between 
counter weights
taking shortcuts
because
a true line
is
uncomfortable.
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