By Christopher Back, Concentric Circles.
11/10/17
I am honestly enamored.
Hopelessly hopeful,
Fearfully fearful, and
Pessimistically optimistic.
My head wants to jump
Four miles ahead of my body,
Yet my heart reels me back,
With the ferocity of a fisherman,
With a ten pound fish on the line.
I wouldn’t be surprised if I were the fish.
Perhaps, a salmon.
Swimming upstream of what I must do.
And being pulled, in a magnetic way,
In the direction of you.
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