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
poems 2 die for 