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Would JFK be proud of me?

by Kristi Paik

The cracked mirror
makes me feel
like a piece
of art

The summer is over
Left hands now lighter
We have both gone our own way
Sickened yet relieved

A fork in the road:
following the path
of least resistance -
gravity

And yet another fork in the road
must I decide left or right?
how about straight into the
tree?

This is no sci-fi...
There's no black hole, only me...
Singularity.

Gravity. (Me) Singularity.


And don't forget
the Freaking Forks.

09/22/2008

Author's Note: I know it's probably not what you thought. Made you look though, huh? :)

Posted on 09/22/2008
Copyright © 2024 Kristi Paik

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Joe Cramer on 09/22/08 at 07:38 PM

excellent!!!

Posted by Charlie Morgan on 09/22/08 at 10:21 PM

...speaking of looking, which tongue are you?

Posted by Jared Orlando on 09/23/08 at 06:13 PM

I loved the the first group of lines, great visual. Wonderful write, thanks!

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