Down

DOWN

Down and down
Until the murk grips
So I cannot breathe
Or cry out helpless
To unreachable assistance
Which never comes
With arms wide to accept
The burden from my back


Far above spins the light
An infinity of vortex
Closing and opening in never-ending
Optimistic pessimism
Full arm-stretch
And widespread fingers
Grasp at nothing
Continually
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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April 1, 2013 at 1:28 PM
depression, i get that way sometimes and the way you discribe it is right on the money. finger reaching for nothing.
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