I am staggering

Below, the broad strides of giants

All chemically safe and sound

I am finally staggering for euphoria’s reach

In a swell of despair

That coats me in rot

A shudder from within

Sends the cold ground hurtling

Nearer and nearer

As the cries of the heard

All recede into dust

And I’m reduced to a crawl

Gathering steam

For the forward lunge of defiance

©  William Wright, Jr.

Excerpt form the book “I Have A Name”

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