The thinker.

A foot supports my

weight while

-challenging gravity-

the opposite leg lifts from

base.

Question-s-

Do I dare to stand on the elevated limb

using air as a platform?

Did growing old made me wiser?

Answer- s-

Age

- teaches me to accept-

requires me

telling youngsters it is

|an established fact|

a proven certitude.

No one tries

No one checks.

Lifted my heel

pushed the raised one stronger on that virtual platform.

Standing now on four toes.

-Toe five is not very supportive-

The ultimate movement has to come

nów...

...my anarchic arms decided to put my hands on the floor.

The Thinker's head rest only  

on the back of hand.

I've positioned myself

as a thinking

peeing

dog.