Acrobat

I shut my eyes

And I’m the smallest particle alive 

Barely living 

In the darkness behind my eyes 

Trying to push and pull onto ropes 

I believe they’re tiny as well 

But slightly bigger than my own existence there

I breathe in all the force from the little air I get  

And try to escape them as they strangle me and soon,

I’m an acrobat 

Dangling and twirling onto them 

They enormously strive to pull all that I have

But, as the light flickers, I’m dressed 

All in red and blue 

With a poised vision in my mind 

With the sudden control I hope, I carry 

With all that I have, I try and juggle 

Swinging and twirling onto those ropes. 

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