Plate spinner

Persistent, these thoughts,

never accepting defeat,

even when…


I am this half person

who never gives up,

determined my blood

will have a reason

for being shed.


I am this other half

that gets pissed

because she’s just so damned…


Balance me, like a plate,

like China I break,

but not before I give my all,

to rotating,

just one more spin.


I will win,

or crack into splinters.

There is no try.

Do..or die.