Dancing in the Dark

The night I fell I felt compelled to go to the forest.

I dressed and laced my boots with hard, cold eyes.

Called, hard.

Badger baiting.

Bait and switch.

You made my eye twitch, but I oblige/d.

Begrudingly yet lovingly.

I danced on the trail.

Aloft on one foot.

The right one.

Bowing head, extending an arm

Lengthening the aloft leg.

Up, up, up, and then flush, into a straight line, with my torso.

Cutting a right angle with my single body.

Trunk, face, left leg perpendicular to the right leg.

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I told the company corps. to do this.

To do this and to hop, ever so slightly

backwards.

So, I had to do it myself.

I did so successfully for the first three quarters of a mile.

Then, my snaking sneak snaps.

The ankle keels over while the rest stays a droite.

I find myself on my back.

Stunned and hurt.

I found myself

Five seconds into the future,

Taking stock of my body.

No phone.

Pain.

I walk home just like I walked to the trail.

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One foot in front of the other.