..better to chop off
that pesky heel, achilles,
(toeseys and all)
than to attempt
wading back
into the quicksand
of fleeting fame

a last gasp
ah, but in your case
a last rasp

as it begins
i watch you sinking
your hands, clawing
talons outstretched
a last rasp
to reach the top
while tossing
the never valued
aside

its always been
your struggle
to keep
that
anvil
from weighing
so heavily
around
your neck..

now, as the last
of the
remaining few voices
feed you
all you’ve
ever hoped
to hear,
predictably
your foot
(pesky heel and all)
lands squarely
in
your
mouth