08 April 2009

Trixter’s Retreat

A poem about living life as you want to live it, shrugging off the consequences.

Slide sideways with me,
move like water.
Slide in and out of trouble
like you’re in a bubble
of can’t-touch-me.
Trip the wires
and avoid the fires
only to drown
in your own liquid pace.
Take the rightful place
of any fallen god.
Sleep among the heroes
and say goodbye to all.

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