Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Small Torture

Even shorter than short.
It's between you
and someone else
...and we all hate her.
The list is so small
you're almost not there.
It's just you and your shadow.
We have not made our minds
but the list is Liliputian.
So micro that you wouldn't
even know if you were on it.


It was a close call.
You missed it by that much.
I just made up the word
because none exist to describe
the infinity of chances
in a fateful splinter.


Did you feel that?
Luck just waved her hand
right above your head
Almost touched a hair.
You didn't feel it?
Maybe you're just numb
to close calls,
and the short cent.
Almost maybe's
in an endless sprint.

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