Hunger

The Long Years, Part IV

There are so many directions
to go!
The long years ahead
whichever you choose
And the bed
Full of fear and blankets
Creating artificial comfort
You are never safe
You are never safe
Hellishly never far
From safety
From safety
Never far (one misstep, really)
from obscurity.
The only mistake you
can make is to stop.
Create worth, value,
be present and keep the
long years,
strong and hollow,
keep the long
years at bay.

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This entry was published on December 30, 2012 at 09:42. It’s filed under Poetry, The Long Years and tagged , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

One thought on “The Long Years, Part IV

  1. veronicahaunanifitzhugh on said:

    i really dig that line “fear and blankets.”

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