Day 30. Jolt

If I

ran wildly, arms outstretched

                    zig 

zagging across a square, would 

           you even

notice me there? If I

                        peacocked 

and shone brightly might you possibly deign to 

               care?

If I gathered friends to hype me, laud 

                my 

worth, my virtues of birth.

                Would 

you fail to recognize them

                             and

shield your eyes and carry forward?

             Bend knees 

and bolt off to shadier venues, darker plains?

    Maybe

count the seconds until you've heard

my name?

Feeling like lighting. @jakeparker @inktober @joireine