Breaking the horizon line,
one step of a giant,
or a lifetime
of fight and grind.
Settling old debts;
not yet remembered,
what I was trying
to forget.
Reaching out
with more power
than when I first set out,
but that doesn’t keep doubt
from sinking its fingers in.
Maybe I’ll fall asleep again
and make the whole world go grey,
just shades of memories,
’cause yesterday
is only an illusion
bound
by this new confusion.
I have found
a way out of the underground.
I think it might be possible
to live here
without bringing this house down
around my ears.
Crazy times,
but it’s becoming clear;
there’s so much to do
before I disappear.
HG – 2021
