Karate Move

[Delta40]

As I move through a karta

like a comedic tottering existence
I wonder where grace may lie.
I focus on the ridiculously obvious


Slow intent absent


No meaning in
coordination


I dream that I look good
in my amateurish stealth.
As each foot
lunges forward
my arms cross and block

I come to a stop
but most of me continues to wobble
in the
aftershocks of movement

I pop like a party popper with no pop

[MystyrMystyry]

Well I wouldn't want to come across you in a dark alleyway

[Jerrybaldy]

My eyes are too old to cope with this :P

[deryk]

Reading this was fun. Normally, the line deviations might have been a strain, but the comedic self-deprecation fastened my interest and expanded upon the form. I was once punched through a wall by a black-belt in Taekwondo in the dark (don't ask). This took me back. The last line exhales nicely from that.