Tread Lightly

As read March 26th at 40 Story Radio Tower

http://fortystoryradiotower.com/



The tiptoed walk...

Tread lightly.

I barely touch the ground as I drift past.

This street needs some rest,

from the perpetual march of the incriminated.

So I will float on by without worries.

Who says you need wings to fly?

My peers can wear cemented shoes

if they do not care to join me in oblivion.

For I reach to the sky, and flex my feet...

a bemused ballet effortlessly graces my gate,

because I will not slouch in sorrow-

nor stomp the ground as if it was ever the cause for mishaps.

I merely attempt to hang onto memories,

both hands full-

as I avoid walking on the eggshells,

sometimes landmines,

or broken glass,

 just so I can get to where I am going.