The world around me
changing
even as I grasp
clutching
and fail to keep it
whole.
Tearfully I stand
pleading
with all of eturnity
begging
that just one piece
remain
as I remember it
just
as it has always been.

I need some solid
ground
some shelter in life's
storm
I reach back
clinging
for dear life as
slippery
each sifts through
fingertips
bloody with tears

I am lost
mourning yesterday

10/09/2001

Posted on 10/09/2001
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