Tuesday, November 23, 2010

on confronting a fear

sitting on a collumn
long, tall, pedistal
half submerged in a merky fluid
shooting me above it all
as some island plateau
keeping me distant and astranged
from objects blurred
by my poor site
to know they are not near
dip my toe in the pond
resulting in chills to my spine
and a shiver through my ears
inspiring a steady rise upward
and a leap into mid air
diving into what once a muck
turned suddenly clear