The Performance

The cheers, the applause, the cries 

And I ask them to indulge in this moment 

For it will fade 

Like a distant memory 


And hold it dearly like a trophy 


Drop a ball of yarn on the floor 

And watch it unravel


The uniform of soldiers, 

Each with their own role to play 


I say put a slinky on a staircase 

And watch it backflip.

It’s a beauteous sight.  


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