July 29, 2025Poem

Stay with me

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Stay with me

When all is said

I’m as lost as a madman

On tenterhooks

Waiting for the axe to fall.

The possum is motionless

On the wire

He forgot which way to go

I saw him blink

Once

Twice

There was nothing to stop

His progress

Other than his opinion of me.

I’m as lost as he is.

I need you.

It is true to say

The weight of lies

To the contrary

Drag me under

I’m as low as I can go.

I need you

To want me

As I want you

The truth of that

Is never lost on me

Even though

I am as lost

As the possum

And never

Make a move

To press forward

When I’m being watched.