3202. ONLY WITH THE WATCHING

ONLY WITH THE WATCHING
And only as I knew the walkings and the places,
it was only then that the shadows welcomed
me in : the fences and the barricades, the
razor wires and the gates. All the foolish
people, those staying outside, they gazed

in wistfuly, watching my every move.
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I carried their torch past the booming
cliffs. The light reflected off the glistening
rocks, water-seeped, and wet with spray.
Nothing I could do would match
the moment, nothing I could say
would best the motion. Striving
for perfection, I flounced the
moon, I spar'd the sun. I leapt.
In a frenzy, it was all over.