February 28th, 2016

Story a day: 2.28.16

Prompt: Today's form is found. It means that I will take words around me and turn them into a poem (I can add, subtract, rearrange, etc.).

The source for my found poem is going to be my aerial notebook. It is a notebook I've kept with my descriptions of all the tricks I've learned in my aerial class. So the words are really strange.

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Slide up the ropes
You can't go back to neutral
Foot caught in a hook
Hollow body in a stradle

The gazelle lifts its knees
Like Peter Pan getting caught
The tail kicks free
While chest and legs are locked

You're looking for a crack
Stand on the bar and find a way
Balance tipped; no going back
To hang here would be deadly