Saturday, 30 March 2013

Off centre

Like everything in life is
At the moment.

I have been
Hung at an angle.

Converging lines that
Somewhere in the not too distant
Will collide.

Crossed paths
That never should meet.

No business is it of theirs
If I struggle to balance
Keep my keel even
They were designed to be parallel
Set apart

I was flawed
Made uneven.

Nailed to the wall.

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