Plan B

like a fierce dream
i am shaken to the core
throwing safety to the wind
like a child i touched the hot coals
with an alarming response
blood pulsating through tunnels inside
i shift in my seat for a moment
and fumble in my pockets for a change
the clock eats a hole in me
nervous trappings on the rail
“this is it” i say to myself
just then someone grabs me from the edge
im saved..

~ by johnlinnell on January 3, 2009.