the king of two

she’s seething, while wandering
around the off-beaten path
deep within the forest of my

she’s meandered to the edge
on more than one occasion
with the empty threat of leaping

but with one foot off the edge,
she looks back and realizes
the thought of plunging to the
unknown and the familiar,
deflates her momentary confidence
and there she is; slowly leaking,
leaking, leaking, leaking and
eventually peaking, twice:
yep, that’s me;
the king of two.

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Recently moved back to the States after living 16 months in Vietnam. I write to remove the thoughts trapped in the cobwebs of my psyche before the spider envelopes me whole.

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