How to throw my weight around.

Muscles only a piece of power.

She showed me how gravity plus physics granted strength,

Each time she wrestled me.

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Started in laughter:

Tickles and asthma,

My fighting to get her off,

A certain challenge.

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She would win time after time.

Often I would cry out:

My wrist or lungs in pain.

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She would say I was faking it,

Until she had won:

Me pinned:

Immobile.

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I grew fast.

My body reaching hers before ten.

By then the game was done…

Physically.

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For came new lessons

Of gossiping betrayal,

Her rights over me

Defining my ability.

Before long,

I became what she proclaimed…

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She really knew how to throw her weight around,

And I was not very old before I was doing it too.

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Bully of bullies!

Smarter than the smartest!

Better…

……………. even at my worst,

As long as my ego weighed most…

I could boast:

Soaked in toasts.

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Been then I lost it.

Cut it down.

The living death…

Just waiting ….frozen…

Weightless.

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No ground to gain

Where terra has gone…

No gravity to sling shot,

Just emptied me:

Wading.

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Though some see it as drowning,

I float…

Knowing that nothing was ever gained when throwing.

Growing into peaceful exchange that skips the need for conflict,

For a challenge isn’t made present.

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How can one throw anything

Without inferring

What, Where, When, and Why???

By the time that passes:

Serenity settles in.

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So why waste the energy otherwise?

The weight isn’t worth the growing.

Let go bettering,

And bitterness turns to sweetness,

As the heart soaks it in:

A’floating.