Note to self:
When being trounced, don’t frantically try
To even up the score
Resist the rabid impulse to
Make up lost ground
Attack against all odds
Goal one should be don’t get hit
Punch “reset” and
Renegotiate the terms of
The encounter
Throw up a flurried wall of
Obfuscating action
Sabotage the opposition’s game
Change the rules
Shake her faith
Infect her hand with doubt
Forget victorious
For now, just settle for annoying
If the pace was slow,
Go fast; the distance far,
Stay close
Cultivate a calm and even gaze
Accept that I’m already dead, and
Badger from the grave
When I’ve regained an even keel
Taken back the rhythm
Begun to lead the dance
Then turn the tide
Touch by careful touch—one eye on the clock
An easygoing haste
Now, to ink this on my hand
A cheat sheet when the chips are down…
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
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