If I am Standing

8 December 2012

If I am standing, I will fall;

If I am sitting, I will slump; 

But if I am in bed, 

Asleep or not, 

My limbs will readjust themselves, 

My face a peaceful mien, reflecting 

The advent of the long awaited end, 

And I will ask: 

“Are you an angel or a messenger from hell? 

Have you a boat to cross the river Lethe?” 

And he (or she or it - I cannot tell) 

Will whisper: “None of these. 

I am your thoughts and fears, desires and regrets, 

All held together in the flimsy frame 

Of what you have achieved.”