riding a hurricane
ridding a huricane,
i brace myself
hurled one way
and another
disoriented and
off balanced
ripped off my childhood
i swirled up and away
up, up, up into a promise of future
dreams, sucess
up, up, up, into a sparkling image
pristine and uncomplicated
what goes up, must come down
disillusioned
battered
mixed in with
debris and
broken hearts.
i land
alone
cold.








