Until All The Other Dancers Leave The Ledge

Been in the roller-coaster,
and almost up there,
then down.

Someone told me
in the past that I
can’t go anywhere

with writing,
no money there and
no future whatsoever.

I’m down, into
this lowest part of

but while this
difficulty crashes heavy
on my shoulders,

I am still dancing.
I am still dancing until all
the other dancers leave the ledge.



About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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