The Bottom Sonnet Seven



Struggling for the Bottom

I reach for something solid

Weightless waterlogged flotsam

This environment’s squalid


Nothing is clear down below

& nothing comes easily

These circumstances bestow

This clarity queasily


But I must reach these dark depths

Though salvation’s up above

‘Cause what matters more than rest

Is all my guilt to absolve


So struggle to stand erect

The righteous aren’t too select

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One response to “The Bottom Sonnet Seven

  1. After grading
    And then meeting
    Many students
    I am so spent

    I wrote this thing
    After thinking
    About grading
    Sometimes hurting

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