Tumbling © Lyn Crain


Here I am,

the hero of my empire

in this long shadow

of being mortal.

I contain multitudes

in this pigeon tunnel

that I once believed was

an ivory tower

before my downfall.

The power of I am,

me before you. I became

a stranger in my own mind

absurd and realistic.

Maybe or maybe not,

a timeless observer or

an unhinged loner,

a train wreck for sure

after you!

A great reckoning with

the best of words

my breath became air,

apprenticed in death.

I let you go

my runaway dream.


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