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Like A Kite.


Like a kite…

I never learned properly

how to fly the paper chase and nailed

down wood, I would watch

with awe as others flew so high,

tumbled and rose again

in the swirling winds, their lives made happy

because the kite touched the edge

of the perceived sky, where mine limped

and sagged, scrapped the sands and snagged on rocks,

like a kite destined to flump along as I ran,

making my heart beat out of time,

pushing the kite, willing the kite