Flex – Reflex

Sometimes it is better to pause and think before we speak.

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Taking the dazzling blade,

Folded a thousand

Careful times

And warmed in Nagoya’s

Fiery forge

 

Caressing with Indigo’s

Softest shining silk

And placed in the

Intricate, excellent

Scabbard

 

Feeling the angry

Reflection in the mirror

Drawing and cutting

The head

To the floor

 

Taking the reputation

Of fame’s

Highest mount

Garnered in a

Lifetime’s work

 

Remembering the toes

Already stood upon

And placed in the

Dusty, darkened

Cupboard

 

Seeing the actions

That are my own

Speaking and scything

The spirit

To its core

 

Taking the dazzling letters

Spoken a thousand

Careless times

And formed in the self righteous

Forgetful forge

 

Pulling them back across

The fountain

Finger tips

To mark the ridges

In my blood

 

To stay the wayward

Windward tongue

And place them in the

Intricate, excellent

Scabbard