Fedish-ism (A Poem)


I like to watch
things that move up and down
in and out of unchartered zones;
and people on trampolines
defying grav(e)
ity bitty ants
under the shadows
of my big feet.
I could crush them
with a trial
and risk still the sting.
Send in the bears
run with  the bulls
and lure the butterflies into my net.


4 thoughts on “Fedish-ism (A Poem)

  1. Not sure how to voice my opinion of that post/poem. Does it make any sense if I were to say this poem was like a ‘tie-dye’ shirt? The words (like colors) at first are wild, but when you look closer, you can see a web of beauty.


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