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Eggshells

I tripped over

the eggshells

again.

 

I’m supposed to tiptoe

but sometimes

they are scattered

where I don’t see them

or I didn’t think it mattered;

or they just appear

where a moment before

they did not exist.

So the path that least resists-

is taken.

 

 

Sometimes I forget.

(I have not seen them

for so long)

A simple conversation

turns –

There’s neither right nor wrong

but the eggshells emerge.

Decisions are made

on the spot

or not.

Depends.

 

To walk upon them

or confront them head on;

Turn my back,

(avoid confrontation)

or keep on track,

(Defend my reputation).

What will cause least disruption

in the end.?

 

I tripped over

the eggshells

again.

 

 

I could just walk on top

but then pay the price

of broken eggshells

in my life.

 

And start all over

or stop.

 

© 2012 Marlene Dunham

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