See Ya

Swivel to the right. I’m a master of flight

Don’t touch me, or I’ll break you down.

Can you see the light in me?

Can you grasp the cloudy clue?

Damn, the same thang comes round.

Every time, we sigh. I just missed it.

Rewind that high, plaster my breath

On your face. Don’t check it.

Close the frame. Play that game.

Twist it on top. Ride the wind to my—

Castle on the mountaintop, oh, see ya.

Author: Gordon S. Bowman III

Writer, Visual Artist, Blogger, Advocate

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