Growing Pains

Dance between tongue and leg,

erratic and full of shadow.

Sometimes you have to work hard for pleasure.

Sometimes, not all the time.

And why should everything come with ease? Says the inner other.

Dance between leg and tongue,

Erratic as the gods would have it

learning to walk talks and

which talks should never walk,

but you do walk them.

Sometimes your legs

which are erratic and full of

shadowy desire

lead you, and sometimes

this path unfolds with ease.

Sometimes.

Not all the time.

 

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