There is comfort above during a nightmare below, and if I’m not careful, my blind vulnerability will lead me astray…
What’s Beneath Me
By Mark Tulin
There is comfort above
while a nightmare below,
and If I’m not careful,
my blind vulnerability
will lead me astray
My deceitful heart
will make wrong choices,
hear deceptive voices
and loveless lies
My body immobile
with bound ankles,
stripped of morals,
and freedom denied
Dropped like an anchor,
through a cosmic hole,
a convoluted maze,
a swirling vortex of eternity.
Crow On The Wire 
This one packs a punch. I’ll try very hard to avoid that cosmic hole.
Me, too. I’ve come close but avoided it thus far. 🙂
🙂