Friend or foe (Renaissance)
Monday morning, I rebirth myself
For the benefit to my health
Stop, retreat with stealth
To take stock and lower the flag of attack
My instinct is to defend what has become a lack,
To shake the weights off
The route takes me through loss,
Past restraint and discarded feelings.
From the days of this weekend,
Feeling weakened, I phoenix.
Attempt descent,
Like old hits of years no longer recent
Indecent in the nature
Of naked morning radio show host opinions
Pessimism the given,
But...
Published on December 28, 2014 16:01