Story #231 – To Outsmart A Fox

We are in close proximity
I am flustered and awkward
Body turns to ice.
I am diminished and shy
Maintain composure.
“Exude fake confidence. Exude fake confidence!” I remind myself.
Slowly approaching now
Losing my vocabulary
Think, think, think!
Something witty
Something clever
My tongue is convulsing now
I wish the cat would grab it
The chance is gone
Return to the cave
You, the lynx
Seer of my soul.
I, the fox
Not elusive anymore.

Jessica, Charlotte