While bending the rules,
and strattling the line
I pushed every limit,
calling it mine
Tearing down fences,
defiantly proud
The direst warnings,
rebutted out loud
One last price to pay,
its ticket to stamp
Shadows concealing
my spiritual ramp
Each vow that I've broken,
those things left undone
The man I became
—a life zero sum
(Bryn Mawr College: September,2020)
'While bending the rules, and strattling the line I pushed every limit, calling it mine' life on the limit, life on the edge, is fast time, fast lived fast run, allows for few errors, sleight of hand allows no mistake, least we fall fast in a single slip, in shadows to wake thought provoking
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On The Edge Life Lived On The Limit life on the limit life on the edge is fast time fast lived fast run allows for few errors sleight of hand allows no mistake least we fall fast in a single slip in shadows to wake Inspired by the poem 'Too Late For Sorrow' by the poet Kurt Philip Behm. Dedicated to the poet Kurt Philip Behm.