Seesaw Poem by Michael Witkowski

Seesaw



On a seesaw-
which way do i pull
myself- hither, thither-
cling more to you,
Mars and Saturn-
or travel in a circle
around my eggshell
which is broken

Friday, January 21, 2005
Topic(s) of this poem: travel
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