Grateful to see old friends here. But. I haven't even been to a Walmart since early June. I'd been hearing music for weeks. I broke. Being featured is a compliment and honor, but the visibility after a breakdown was too much. Sorry for unanswered msgs.


Wonder

Fight fled
Leaving me
holding the bag.

I cradle
Insecure gently
With trembling hands
Faint heart
Feinted mind

Of course, I say
Mean it, and how

Harbor truths like
The proverbial freight train
Slow motion wreck and
Collateral fuckery
Weary declarations and
Subdued rebellions

Autonomy growls defiance
And desire

Safety shouldn't feel like
Fire engines and blaring sirens
Or should it?

I picture a moment
Every time I think of what
It truly means
What we're fighting for
On the days I can't breathe
For fear
You'll change your mind (please.
we say. you too and
It throws me.)

That life held
You
All along?

Fight and flight are
Quarreling in the street
Quite simply baffled

Happy means
The other shoe
Has yet to drop

Or does it?



Poetry by StillHoppin The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2026-08-31 at 05:04

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jim The PoetBay support member heart!
No need to reply.

Ever since we "met" on poetbay I've thought of you and remembered your poems and friendship.

I wish you all that you need to find you way back to health.

jim
2026-09-01


Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
I'm intrigued by this poem. You use few words yet paint a very clear picture. I interpret it as the story of a lop-sided relationship. I especially like: Fight and flight are/
Quarreling in the street Blessings, Allen
2026-08-31