the tight rope
walker,
above the street, he's
walking
on a telephone
wire
in his tights
and bare feet,
he balances himself
by shifting from front
to back,
the long pole in his
hands,
wobbling side to side.
i wave to him, he waves
back,
but then falls,
losing his balance.
i wait for the ambulance
to arrive.
it's the least i can do
before
heading off to work.
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