They tightened the slack

I split up the track

And hold steadfast the ends

Spinning above, mid-air like some

Antisocial acrobat

I learned the words and

Carved the face

To only know smile–

While the rest seem to float

Without rope

Figures looming, roaming

Free to fall–and

I wish silently

To fly


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