There isn’t too much to say about this poem except to speak on transferrable moods and I believe the poem speaks to that plenty.

 

pedulum

 

Pendulum

Kylie Louise McCormick

I stepped into your mood today,

when your stride lengthened

and you walked ahead

instead of beside me.

Your legs stretched up our hill,

and I slowed—nearly stopped.

You opened the door

let it shut behind you

left me standing alone at the base.

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