I am


I am at a get together

standing in the corner

casually watching people

chatter and mill about 


The music starts

the game begins

people shout and cheer


I shudder and make myself small

at that music I hate to hear


Winners rise victorious 

from a bamboo horizon

loved by all


Those who hit their heads 

scramble to the door

their heads again

bowed in shame

They never did too well

at that limbo game


I know that it's my turn 

I dread that wooden stick 

I can't run away now


I give it all I've got

I duck and give a warm

lying smile 

that says "this is where I thrive"


Music plays on

yet the crowd stays in place

and still I stand

in this one spot  

with that lyng smile 

still on my face


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