December 24, 2020

Funambulism

 (c) 2002


I am, by nature, high strung
but this time the rope is stretched
above an urban chasm and I am too dizzy
to deal with the rotation or to exert torque.
But oh. I am dressed so pretty
in pale pink tights and a pinker tutu.
I believe all the eyes on me will hold me up.
While I go aerial and pirouette
I wonder if you are thinking about
just how pretty I am
or would you prefer I break my neck?


No comments: