James Walter Orr
Can I Reach You? - Poem by James Walter Orr
When I'm crushed between the debris
of the cold, hard rocks of space
and the end of time
and I know I'll never be free
of the long, hard miles of the race
‘til the last bell's chime.
It's you I'm fighting to reach:
Yet my feet move as though in molasses.
The moon blocks completely my sight.
I'm futilely fighting for speech
as I struggle through hot, choking passes
intending to make it alright.
Yet, my heat thickened voice makes no sounds,
and the reach of my arms fall far short
of letting you know that I'm here.
While the earth still continues it's rounds
and the beat of my sad, bursting heart
knows the terror, the horror and fear,
Brought on by a nightmare, run wild
while the princess slips out of my hands
and I bog in this runaway dream:
Still struggling to reach Venus' child
ere the promise sifts out on the sands
of the stardust and moonlight of cream.
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