it’s been a downer this week
sickness in our house the baby
feverish tonight our lights all
at half mast a friend who recently
lost her long term love tells her grief
today after months of hiding behind
haikus and i fine myself unsteady
ground floor i’m on zigs and zags
as if foundation were a foreign word
things i thought were getting better
just got worse my song is long and
mournful i list to one side sinking
prayer is the old loud and unmindful
HELP! the one that in all my years of
yelping has never gone unanswered.