Lately
Lately I
have juggled butterflies,
ran downhill
trying to go up,
clung too close
squozze to hard
suffocated those I love.
Lately I
have been
lately
to
realize
I'm late
and the moment passed.
Lately I,
hesitate
to unclench my tense
fist,
uncoil my deadly eye,
release my gentleness.
Lately I
am much too late
to unhesitate
step up
my courage
thus
be on time
when it counts.
Lately I
have to unstop
being;
Lately.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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