The light of burning bridges in every direction.
While a greater darkness gathers around me.
Fear crawls just beyond the fire’s light
and this stump of a torch is small comfort, indeed.
I hope I survive as well as Lise
for I’ve surely gone to the edge,
heart in hand, to jump.
gallagher
29 Mar 86
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
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