everything

everywhere

all at once

and it is like no matter what

even in the process of

containing and

discontaminating

this toxic spill seeping into the path

decaying from beneath my feet

somehow my hands keep slipping

and the grip keeps loosening

making the whole mess bigger

and insufferably frustrating to clean up

it is truly amazing how quick the mighty fall

and I was so determined to hold on

just enough to stay on the climb to the top

but I forgot my tendency to blow everything up

and now I have to fight this propensity for flight that is pounding against the wall of my chest like I even have anywhere to go

desperate is a good place to start I suppose

if running is my answer to every problem

better run towards something this time

shed the debris of this trepidatious past

leave it all behind

all there is to focus on is what tomorrow may yet bring and

I know who I am now and

to the table all I can bring

when the time comes

all the work I do now in the darkest of night

will come to light on the brightest of days

for now let my battered soul learn how to dance in the rain and

hold onto the promise of the rainbow that will rise after

to light the soaked through path to freedom