Like a stony statue
I stand
unmoving
unmoved
A pillar of strength
I bear the weight
of the world
uncomplaining
unnoticed
Like Atlas of old
But I stand on
slippery ground
uncertain
unsafe
The sand shifts
beneath me
The weight unbalances
The
weight...
Written May 26, 1997.
A poem about stress. :/
I had a notion to write about "Atlas bearing the world on his shoulders", and so this poem
came about.