Maneuver

I stare out in the blankness,
My soul a hollow travesty.
No remedy.
No anchor.

I hang onto none but the words.
Of sonnets before my time.
Savor them all.
Rousing the belly of my mind.
I hold on.

This fight so tedious,
My body almost gives way.
My mind the fighter.
My soul the damsel in distress.
I hope to maneuver.

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