if a hill is a swing
in some parts of the world
you will forgive me
for giving this a try
– miss or hit, there is no gain
heat and mist the new terrain
rising and rolling from the ground.
a roundabout way perhaps
to talk about the whole
layout of the land we’ll be
dipping our toes in next
– a sloppy slip-up you might say
a slippery slope, if I may
no winners nor losers this round.
back on an old idea I had during my first NaNoWriMo