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About the Author's Current State of Aging, or Analyses of Childhood

About the Author's Current State of Aging, or Analyses of Childhood

Childhood
is a rope,
swinging high
'bove the ground,
flicking, and whipping,
like a tail,
in the wind.

I am hanging on
by the thinnest of threads,
begging and pleading
for the rope to come down,
But it jerks and it twirls
til my fingers do slip,
and I fall,
fall to the ground.

filament

filament

point of no return

point of no return