181017 UNEASY

Cloudy! Cloudy! Cloudy! is my mind
Sliding on a shiny path
diverging from one that was parallel
Should I deviate from safe passage
choose rift voluntarily and face its consequences

Is it a perverse sense of wanton abandon?
Am I unclear in my reasoning? Perhaps.
I leave behind a swath of destruction
Maybe this is better. Who knows?

Doubt! Ah, it does creep stealthily
soft without sound it obscures
with a swelling ferocity
questioning my fundamentals

Yet still the question remains
hanging like a pendulum stuck in infinite loop
as much as it swings right it swings left
adding dread to each sweep, each swoop

Caught in a vise-like grip of turmoil
to sever the stalk or bend the branch
Before sundown an answer must be found
What has to be done...will be done...