Markus Jakeem

The Way - Poem by Markus Jakeem

A straight solid line uncovered.
The ends twisted and undone;
brought to a halt.
Differential line segments;
the other in a cornucopia
connected by an unstable bridge.
The dropp is never ending.
The walk is devastating.
One level but formidable
brightness from above and an intoxicating scent
tempt internal paralysis.
Movement has subtle awkwardness.
One step and the bridge breaks
collapsing into infinite damnation.
Movement impeded by fear.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 11, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, December 12, 2011

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