Skidding

The days have become brighter –
calmer.
The tilt-a-whirl has slowed down and
I almost feel like it is safe to jump off.

Almost.

Then I wake with a foreboding –
something I’ve forgotten or
seem to have forgotten.
And in the shower
scrubbing myself clean,
I am suddenly aware of the vertigo –
standing somewhere just off center
reaching out
for what can only be found within.

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