Edges Of Danger Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Edges Of Danger



Twiggling throughout music and rhythm letting it lead
me into jungles of interior atmospheres where I can be
myself.

Wild and free, never letting anything get away without
having fun in it's dangerous circumference.

Watching and taking steps to become the situation when-
ever I'm able.

Feeling energetic when on the edges of danger with no
where else to go.

Sunday, August 16, 2015
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