Dog Leg Living
My path in life
weaves unevenly not straight
it has been known to dog leg
to the left of the left, where I stand and wait
My path in the dog leg
is surprisingly different
from the best laid plans
far away from my home and friend lands
Three leaves I hold now
they each offer a way out
and I stand and wonder at the edge
of the dog leg path-ledge
Leaf one gives me the right to fight and become
Leaf two gives me the flight of freedom and non-belong
Leaf three gives me what I am yet to understand and build upon
so for now in indecision I hunch down and wait
I rock myself and cradle my confused state
I wait and wait and hope it does not become dark and too late
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