I’ve Fallen

The air around me is musty,

I can’t find a fresh landing.

I wish I might feel less 

stained in the eyes of my

world, trying desperately 

to live beyond my memory.

Today I stood up and I 

realized I can easily fall.

Yearning to find my words

in a sea of indecision.

I haven’t that knowledge,

that easy to feel, disconnect.