stepping up, thank you!
got a little tired of that old way
that seemed to seep between the cracks of progress,
making me heavy and fierce.
takes too long to cut corners,
easier to stand up and face it, corners intact.
soft against my skin, this new way i'm in,
slidding into and out of sideways walks,
looking there and here
face to the forward but stroking backways
licking the promise of times steady gaze
happy
skin cling to clothes and slinking off yesterdays drear
wasnt my color anyway.
quick pace
to step
into you