Lives wobble
from orbit
Most get back in line
You may have noticed
a tremble that last week
in Antigua -
burned
inward - blamed
fresh love
Best to refrain from
careening off course
It strains -
such sharp departure
from gravitas
Matter has exceptions
disruptions
What does not vary is
the steely track of the past
scrape of the present
eclipse
in the wings
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Go ahead
chance it
Start small
Whisper
Then scramble
too close
to the ledge
Intrigue a mirror
Plant your notion in
a jardinière
Stretch the boundaries
But carefully
They may snap back at you
like slingshot prongs
disoriented from gin
Not like tired skin
I know you want
no real surprise -
surprise me
My special feast -
unruly forces
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