Flipping and flopping…

dropping like flies and tries

to sustain the lame, tame

while admiring the wild and un-repressed

..to address this need, to be, see…

..always more around bend.

Lend me certainty

bury uncertainty.

Constraints restrain but must

break free.

Flip, flopping, dropping like flies.

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Submitted as part of The Gooseberry Garden’s Poetry Picnic Week 17

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