anne’s sponge

SIDESTEPS

I glanced your way

Before I turned my back

You kept your stance.

Unswerving, stone-cold

Your silence almost deafening.

I’m not one to flinch at an ordeal

But waters run dry, and powers wane

Sometimes even the bravest wail.

When I have already turned the page

At the most inopportune moment

You called and reminded me once more.

Of how happiness still eludes you

How you are not prepared

To see me take a shot

At (un)happiness.

You want me near.

But keep an elbow’s length.

Your sentiments sporadic.

I walk down a rickety-old bridge.

My destination unclear

As a deal that is not yet clinched.

At least I now walk with someone.

Who does not take sidesteps.

But rather holds me steady.

At least for the time being…….

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