I must stand before I can run.
I must sit before I can rest my feet.
I must lie down before I can fall asleep.
From running to resting to sleeping,
I tread through an ocean of gravity,
slowly pulling me down into its grave.
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With all this tubing,
I can’t even take a bath
Or touch my toes or
Clip their nails, both feet clutching
The high wire act of balance.
[Disposable Tanka
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