Monday, August 30, 2010

Tension

A spring, metallic and shiny,
coiled up, ready to
stretch and be released,
tension.

A rope, tethered between
two bridges, spanning a
wide crevice,
its ends frayed and threads withered
hanging by a thread,
tension.

Raise your voice half a pitch
flail your arms and shout
i don't care
stamp your feet and gaze
upon thy soul,
thus is tension.
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