Hunter Dasten - Tightrope Walker

I move above the anxious crowds
in a perilous tightrope act.
With each word I write
every confession & concession made,
I'm led another step further
from the safety of my private platform.

Half propelled by sheer fervor,
half compelled by an adrenal fever!
With all the momentum built
I cannot help but move forward!

Each word must be carefully plotted,
and chosen only when the timing's right.
For one misstep, a single shuffling of the feet
will rile up the cynics thirsting for a snuff-show.

What is it to write a poem & what is it to be a Poet
if not a Tightrope Walker standing high above the crowd?

Hunter Dasten

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