Glances, a 2nd attempt at a spoken word poem.

08.22.09
Glances
by
Rebecca A. Varley

unintentionally...
(intentionally?)
mind-fumbling me
-shooting awkwardly
making an Olympian
of me as
I hurdle
with aversion until
bullets learn of circles
and come in full
behind my shoulder
with taps
alluring

tapping toxically at
special occasion emotion
locked away for another time
-wistfully and absurdly
taunting and tantalizing
until they have
fluttered by and I
remain silent-
enamoured by the
trails.