Usurped from
my serene
bubble
I am. . . . . .I am. . . . .I am. . . .
thrust into
the pitfall
of pestilence
the defeatism a frustration
& fear
of failure
tranquility
fallen
over cliffs
onto jagged rocks
swept away
in the
salt water
of the ocean
Reason—rationale disappears
into
solitude
I survive
the fall
a few fractured bones
internal bleeding
but I still rise
attempt
to claim victory
but it is not so easy
trudging thru
eternity
every evening
every afternoon
rise to darkness
set to light
rise to darkness
set to light
October 1, 1988