A line.

A line was drawn.
What side?
The bodies scattered,
their feet tripping over a chalked line.
What side?
Their eyes kept searching
their hearts were loud
and they felt unsure
complete uncertainty
until they stepped over to familiar faces.
This is the place
they kept thinking
yea this is the side for me
on the other side
they met their decision
with the same certainty.
As a body on one side teetered a foot to the other
rubbing their shoe
upon the chalk outline
laughing
“You do know
you don’t have to pick either side right?”
The eyes on both sides of the line
looked at the body questioningly.
The body upon the line shook it’s head
and smiled.
“I’m glad I’m none of you
thinking a line is permanent.”

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina