RELAPSE

RELAPSE

here again
I relapse into
poetry

has to be
a syndrome
think I need
to get it
checked out

imagine myself
in the consulting room
being examined,
waiting upon
the diagnosis

fearing
that this might
just be incurable
a sickness
handicapping me
for the rest
of my life

ending what we
have here
on such
a downbeat

need to
write something
to provide
counterbalance

something dancing
across the page
brimming with life