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I crashed and burned last night. We went to dinner to celebrate my daughter’s birthday and by the time I got home I knew there was no way I would sit another minute at my laptop. LOL So here’s yesterday’s poem. No. I am not depressed. This is more about my past, specifically the time just after I recovered from Cancer.

Memories grip me, pulling me down
A pit of quicksand.
I lay suspended in time,



I am traitor to life, a gift
Best given to another.
Hearts think otherwise,
Beat regardless,
Reminding me there is a world
Larger than myself. I am but a speck
of dust spinning through
The universe, fighting gravity’s
pull, always playing catch up.


Β© Amanda Makepeace

NaPoWriMo 2012