Moving Balance

fingers pausing on the keyboard
an image arises
fingers begin to tickle the keys
forming words that reflect a sitting slouched posture
hovering over a keyboard
breath carrying a certain effort
from lungs not given room to expand
adjusting posture more upright
if only briefly
a placed period

sitting back in a slung posture
a type of resting breath
what did I just type?
hand to forehead
rubbing an eyebrow
more crap?

I've got the type of ego certain others love to hate
it looks like a shit-eating grin
it comes from a sense that I'm somehow blessed
when another throws up some reality as a bitten slap
the grin isn't lost
though perhaps a momentary frown
how does resilience become extinguished?
no, I am not blessed
hardly the matter
I just show up
plugged in presence
so goes the unpredictable unfolding
a moving balance