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Aug 2012
If I dare test this balance,
And step upon the ice
Only God knows if we'd survive

I distract myself
With circling thoughts looping endlessly
Hoping to stack these bricks
High enough to hide you

Cause I know you're not my kind
And there's rules to be followed
We're taking drags of bad ideas
and blowing out the smoke

You've got letters from your anchors,
and I'm not sticking around for long
So I'll say whatever I can
to ease our excuses:

We'd have fallen off the wire
Had we walked any further
Fourth poem in a series of seven I wrote during my week spent in Rhinelander, Wisconsin. Ever been there?
Danny C
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Danny C  32/M/Annoyed in Illinois
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