Do or Die

What lies behind us and what lies ahead of us are tiny matters compared to what lives within us. - Thoreau

Alone.

Like a tightrope dancer.

Waiting for an answer.

My tears long since dry like the Ghobi.

I stand on life's lustful cliff.

Storm clouds gather over my head.

Ushering in a most unwelcomed dread.

My spit hits an ocean of oblivion.

I watch intently to see where it goes.

No one knows.

The release quells for an instant but is quickly nullified by the potent, flagellating sea.

Owning me.

I scream curses into a bifurcated canyon.

Even Hell's vernacular offers no reprieve.

On this destiny's eve.

The echo is hopeful but fleeting.

Self-defeating.

There is no direction or answer.

They both disappear and I grow weary.

But I know I'll be back.

Back again to try.

Do or die ...

Author's Note

"It is better to have your head in the clouds, and know where you are... than to breathe the clearer atmosphere below them, and think that you are in paradise." - Thoreau