My Backyard 12 – Co-ordinates
My ducks are uncoordinated.
They are, I suppose, more suited to swimming than they are to walking.
Their legs are at the back of them.
Their necks carry their heads too far from their bodies.
They are, it seems to me, in a perpetual state of falling forward.
When I am bored,
or more often than not, annoyed,
I walk behind them
with an inhuman intent.
They waddle away from me.
They waddle slowly at first
but the faster I stalk them
the faster they waddle.
I’ve worked out, over a few months, that if I raise me knees with each step
the ducks will see this as an increase in pace
even if I maintain my original speed
they will waddle faster than their natural structure allows.
There is something I find rewarding
about increasing the pace of an animal’s gait –
my ducks are armless,
they struggle with balance,
I hate to see them suffer
but when they reach their ultimate speed –
when they fall over and quack
I like it.
I like it –
that I can cause that to happen is affirming.
Most things are beyond me –
there are things I have no control over
but when the ducks reach their maximum speed,
when they fall over and quack as if their lives were over
I like it.
I like it.
I do.
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