do you flee the scenewhen things come apart; you missnew doors opening do you recoil fromdeath? life waiting outside goesback disappointed feet held steadfastlyto the ground cannot perceivewings waiting to sprout fear protects; disarmspotential; distrust bouncessaviors at the gate learn to recognizecatalysts; they might take youwhere you want to go Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
Catalysts
