walking to beat the gloom

i wondered with some sense

of depression

whether the operator

of the world’s weather

and seasons

yesterday

pressed the wrong button

leading to my falling

with a jerk and a shudder

straight into the ‘green-less’

and ‘grain-less’

fall

skipping the good part

of spring

that makes water fall

from the big, or a small

mountain

and the entire summer

making the canyon

busy with buffaloes

and prairie dogs

making me to walk

to beat the gloom

otherwise would push me

to flog my mind

until it bled

and

was forever dead

henry victor      02.05.2007