I trip, clumsy as I am.
Follow the hurried beat of my sister’s footsteps—quick!
Thumping through the tall spring grass.
The alien tree warps before us, branches monstrous,
Shattering the glorious spears of the sun:
Lances of light, piercing the sky.
We swing undaunted on its branches,
Utterly unafraidly
Innately explorers.
Our lives a lackadaisical lacuna of responsibility:
Only to continue on
Following my sister—
My teacher—
Clumsy as I am.
Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 12:45 PM UTC
I trip, clumsy as I am.
Follow the hurried beat of my sister’s footsteps—quick!
Thumping through the tall spring grass.
The alien tree warps before us, branches monstrous,
Shattering the glorious spears of the sun:
Lances of light, piercing the sky.
We swing undaunted on its branches,
Utterly unafraidly
Innately explorers.
Our lives a lackadaisical lacuna of responsibility:
Only to continue on
Following my sister—
My teacher—
Clumsy as I am.