It’s never enough
And I fear this fragile body
This façade of glass
In these hailstorm days
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I fear never knowing
Never finding the remedy
For the fissures in my mind
The inner universe of doubt
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I haven’t had my share
Of aimless crusades
Only treks through the bog
Ever deepening in the conscience
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I’m in fear of life’s movements
Its reverberating pain
Long after the moments
Of infamy and shame

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