focal point

i stepped on the cracks
and waited. eyes wide, i stood;
things started to change

be loud

scream! or don't, your call
– though it would be dramatic,
a rambunctious thrill

under wires

seems like the globe is
a rubber-band ball, held taut
by collective will

crash, fool

you fantastic fool
we could all take you to school
but we won't bother.

*

come, on – make it crash!
if you're just as mad as that;
you'll feel lots better.

fall uP

in a world of frames
i will pull you out and then
we'll make frame ladders

we'll climb to the top,
draw ropes in the air, zip-line
over trees, fall up

movement

please step lively, dears
this world keeps rocking and here,
we're not planting roots

average 16 on top

your yellow-tooth grin
–unkempt beacon of bacon,
has no place here, sir.

***

find a friend and cling
to their best ways of doing;
then make them your own