Grit

The awful silence
of empty moments wrestles
wildly my hubris –
a turning point. Not one, or
two, but every instance that
mocks the foothold of dead air…

© Christopher Rupley 2016

(This is a Bussokusekiko, and it stems from a group of Eastern forms of poetry called Waka. The syllable count is 5-7-5-7-7-7).

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