dancing

it feels like
breathing
in and out
limbs stretching to the sky
 
feet tripping and stumbling
mistaken for graceful
when the landing
sticks
 
ground and sky
positive and negative
touching
swirling energy
through my reaching fingertips
 
“reaching for what?”
"i don’t know."

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