beads of desire, chains of sweat
the necklace of reckoning has finally been set
I've turned in the corner and preceded my pride
for running away from reality leaves one's path
way wide
solutions fall prey to others of the uninvolved
vision
who but apology knows how to say I'm sorry I made the
wrong decision
know that if I had the means at my immediate disposal
I'd take everything said
back with little pause or proposal
I'd put into motion a magnificent plan that this time
would be straight
carry crooked intention to the edge of the brink
and make it meet its inevitable fate
once more the will of the dormant beast has made
itself known
the seed of undeniable doubt can't be easily dispersed of
once it has been sewn
at least I can say that my heart was not broken and
my feelings left relatively unharmed
life will be so much easier to live now that
'Doubt's Dire Dread' has been successfully disarmed....
( written May 23, 1992)