Saturday, April 23, 2022

New poem: "Rabbit Holes"

  

Rabbit Holes

 There are so many rabbit holes today

that I don’t know where to step,

and I walk gingerly through my day;

but I’m getting tired of stepping

here and there, making sure that I don’t

fall again into another nether world

of doubtful truth and/or truthful doubt,

enantiodromiac blends of negative

and positive life forces that individuate

the soul of our predicament, hoping

always for a better tomorrow.

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