threat

you have become a threat to my imagination,

and now my imagination is rolling fast

on a downward spiral,

and now my imagination is on the verge of extinction,

because now the words are escaping me

you have become dangerous,

if ever so slightly,

to my ability of not believing,

to my ability of not wanting to ever

fly again

and now ways are slipping from my grips,

and now all i can see

is all words ending

in writings of you

c. Mar, 2000