• Vol. 02
  • Chapter 08
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Of course, we didn’t fit
the suggested ratio of 1:1,
I being just too damn big, or you,
being the tiniest of counterweights,
but with my feet never leaving
the ground, my leg muscles
manipulated the bright pink lever
around all the possible angles
the day-glo yellow fulcrum allowed;
so with you knowing nothing of physics
or geometry, or even balance,
accepted the resulting motion as if
it was the easiest magic in the world.