Motion 2

I guess I had it
all down wrong:
here was me, believing,
and knowing,
and still thinking
and doubting
for seconds
of ripping, shredding,
torn uncertainty -
and as it turns
this crux
this point
of hard-earned trust
snaps,
a jagged pencil end
and the lead a dust
brushed aside.

How that edge,
razor-thin and fragile
can be all this rests upon:
getting that balance
costs a price
one should never
be willing to pay.

And yet here I am.
Tread at the ready
arms out
head back
preparing to fall:
after all
this would not be
the first time.