Unbalanced

Hello hello, I'm at a place called Vertigo

-U2

This time, absorption was quick. 

Either a testimony to strength

or a here we go again.

Life had taught her well enough

was enough.   

The parry, the thrust, the wound

a strategy,  patterns formed into

reasons not to carry hope

on her head like a clay jug full
of sweet nothings.

This time, she would walk away 

carefully balanced, 
repeating don't break
don't break

don't break.