There is a certain tension
we live with
that gives our lives color and shape.
In particular the shape
of an inverted parabola -
a black line cutting through
textbook-white space.
When we are lucky, we live at the peak,
forces balanced -
dancing, as the angels once did,
at that dangerous precipice.
we live with
that gives our lives color and shape.
In particular the shape
of an inverted parabola -
a black line cutting through
textbook-white space.
When we are lucky, we live at the peak,
forces balanced -
dancing, as the angels once did,
at that dangerous precipice.
We can't choose not to have them,
these pulling forces,
we can only try to cope -
an arm flailing here,
a glass thrown there -
And out of balance means falling
whichever way the tension shifts.
audio: https://soundcloud.com/mbonica/a-certain-tension
an arm flailing here,
a glass thrown there -
And out of balance means falling
whichever way the tension shifts.
audio: https://soundcloud.com/mbonica/a-certain-tension
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