Fragility
How anything
is trueis so very fragile…
a moment of belief
dangling over
a pool of uncertainty,
aided by
one careless qualm,
and the true
becomes
the fallen,
lost and drowning
beneath
the polished black
surface of doubt
and suspicion.
~~~
First published in print in Shadow Poetry / February 2007
First published online in Miller's Pond Poetry Magazine
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