Center of the swirl: Poem inspired by Magpie Tales.

The swirl calls me to dive in.

I stay slightly off center

Wondering if to dive in means

To live or die or to stay perpetually

Stuck in orange and light blue

And Grey Poupon Gold

Shaded mediocrity.

The swirl calls me to dive in.

I hate my ass. I hate my hair.

I would love to throw myself

In and be spit out with a body like

Beyonce and the wisdom of

a smarter version of myself

The swirl calls me to dive in.

A headless shadow of a Viking

Hovers over me growling

Dive in, you fearful smidgen of dust.

The tides won’t drown you

 Your lack of courage

Will bite that ass you hate.

Stop looking over your shoulder

For the knight on a white horse

With your heart-and-name on

His diamond encrusted shield.

It is fiction. You are fact. Aim for

The center of the swirl.

There is no safety net.

You don’t need one.

No one does. It is fiction, too.

The swirl calls you to dive in.

Dive.

In.

Image from Magpie Tales ~ a close up view of just a segment of Flying Down, 2006, by David Salle

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Comments

[Laurie Kolp]

So rich with images. I really enjoyed this, Julie.

[Berowne]

"Perpetually Stuck in orange and light blue and Gulden Mustard Gold."
Terrific piece of writing - but could you make it Grey Poupon?

[Julie Jordan Scott]

Good idea, I'll do that. Makes good sense. Thank you for the idea.

[Helen]

Your Mag is sooooooooo strong! I love it ... I'm ready to dive!!

[Tess Kincaid]

I love Gray Poupon Gold...

[Pen, Alias Jinksy]

I hate my ass. I hate my hair.
I would love to throw myself
In and be spit out with a body like
Beyonce and the wisdom of
a smarter version of myself...

I loved this interpretation! LOL