Standing Still

36She stands on the sideline
Watching with her ears
Poised and ready to strike
But paralyzed by love
That plague to sanity
Forcing its way in
As she waits for the sun
For the moon and the rain
For a more complete lie
To catch her on the edge
And make it all real
The sensation of falling
Deep inside her soul
Desperate to be adored
But she’s transparent
A fractal on the wall
Standing absolutely still
With no end in sight.

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