K.J. SPENCER
STEP LIGHTLY
She tip-toes past
broken rays
of light
lightly dancing
on the hard,
wood floor.
It seems sometimes -
her moves
serene
dedicated but not
rehearsed.
She’s slightly medicated
almost
unaware of
almost
falling
almost
falling again
bitterness never found
a home in her
Stepping lightly on air
coated thick with
reluctant narcissism
can sometimes feel
like floating
and returning to
earth
life
befalls the heart
to feel
like stepping
on broken glass