Attempting to buck the trend (A poem)

Ugh! Not much came out of yesterday…

A hundred times this side
may indicate a trend
What’s happening here may not
if we make it past the usual end

Sometimes I feel smooth and slick
able to take whatever I need
Sometimes I’m a stumbling fool
cursing the cuts from which I bleed

Then here you are
and I follow along
No other choice
but what can go wrong

Let me take a breath
and exhale your name
breathe in the rest of you
to keep the light aflame

(24 November 2015—posted November 25)