By kevin urenda, kluless70@hotmail.com
Date: 10 February 1999

The Pit and the Pendulum of the Heart

I suppose I have traded in
numb comfort
for this wild pendulum
ride swinging my 
heart ever closer to the
edge of that razor
just waiting to cleave
through it.
At least
I know
that I am still alive.
Too much numbness
eventually will fade to black.

1/31/99