Off Kilter Poem by Elena Plotkin

Off Kilter



Like a pull wagon that lost one wheel,
I can't be expected to travel on even keel.
Sure I can still carry a load to and fro.
But I am off-kilter and you must know,
that no matter, how hard you try to keep me up,
I will never be able to fully line-up.
I lost an essential part of who I once was,
And now I'm just another martyr of a lost cause.

(C) 2016 Copyright Elena Plotkin

Monday, April 18, 2016
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