Poem XVIII

 S.ift

Today will surely be okay.

‘Tis an odd feeling, is it not?

That my worries will be

Sunk and submerg’d, indeed.

Today I will see,

All that is real,

At least, to someone, who cares.

Today will not be

Over-fill’d with senses

Of which I shudder for more.

Today I will be very

Cautious in how I speak,

Send all the signals,

Skip all of their sessions,

Or today’ll be the day I stand.

Today I will find my answers:

R,

not, alive, reborn,

feel, me,

answers, long,

lie, remove, traces,

learn, faces, die