Beams Poem by Danny Speicher

What happens when my support beams all fail
One by one they each crumble before me
And take with them the structures of my life
The rooms of my life that they once upheld

When the sunset of life comes upon me
Will I just be a pile of rubble
The vast archeological ruins
Of a city that once championed love

A shell of my heart is what I will have
When the last of four beams rot and give way
Will I feel an immeasurable pain
Or just numb from my soul's demolition

Soon that day comes unless new beams are built
And, oh how I fear that it will come soon
But, the beams are old and faulty inside
Though once, like the rest, before, they stood strong

Free, I will be, from careful maintenance
Not beholden to anything of worth
For all that is worthwhile will be gone
No need to stay around here anymore

So, if I cannot maintain these pillars
And if the mansion falls as I assume
Then I'll have to choose to lie on what was
Or go, early, toward what is to be

((August 19th,2017))