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Usurped from my serene bubble

I am thrust into pitfalls of pestilence

as frustration and fear of failure rise

Tranquility absent-mindedly wanders

over the cliff onto jagged rock

swept away in salt water of sea

reason rationale disappears

I survive the fall

merely a few fractured bones

some internal bleeding

but I rise up in attempt

to claim victory

but it’s not so easy

as we trudge through eternity

every evening; every afternoon

we rise to darkness

and set down to light.

10-1-1988