Basement Thoughts

Teetering upon this narrow

crest, barely wide enough

to fit a grown man’s

stuttering steps, too many

distractions encountered force inevitable

outcomes. Although not tall,

each fall buys another

reluctance to mount once

more and try to

bridge this obvious chasm

of deeds. The worst

one of all, though,

is having this internal

discussion when concentration demands

I simply pay attention

and cross this miniscule

gulf. And each failing

only amplifies the cretin

call rising deep within

echoing but seemingly impervious

to the understanding that

emptiness engenders weak foundations.


© 2017 L. Tafa


Author: b20f08

I enjoy solo wargaming and writing. The first caters to the boy that never grew up; the latter satisfies a deep desire to communicate. Cheers.

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