welding together metaphysical concepts
brings up a nature: pride of prose
disperse the embarrassment with a smile
when you trip, face to tile
nursing the bloodier nose
sink droplets sing: you have fallen
as you consider the others who have
had your experience
and at first deny and then embrace
a connection where there might be distinction
but you won't see it through
so they see through you
those you pushed, ones sought
and it wasn't a way out to not seek
for then you looked for other someones
as you're already sitting down
let me tell it like it lies
we are ashamed to be here
to have not been there
with the only consolation
that there's no way out
Roman Ryan 