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dislocation

the crusher hit – blindsided me.
so soon after the turmoil in the soul
came the blow that severed me from my last link to the dancing.
it leaves me numb but restless,
questioning my place in the web of the world because –
platitudes aside –
there are some of us not meant to be successful,
at least not in the eyes of the masses.

cold comfort to know one is a worthy soul
when the puzzle you’ve been part of is complete
without you –
small delight to realize the graceless horde is flawed
in its assessment,
no easement when the bareboned spectre of defeat
is peeking in your window.

i think and think, drawn in and crablike,
my carapace worldworn and battered
by the heavy seas I’m swimming.

time was i saw, far-off but shining, something better to be claimed.
now that bright vision has faded to a vaguely-rendered outline,
shadowed by time’s delusive remembrance.

© 2012 RC deWinter

Hear me read this poem.

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RC deWinter

Fairfield, United States

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