LatinosUSA

sense of balance

slowly restored

while dealing with heartache

.

mind babbling, lungs in persuasion

of hiccup

.

battle lines drawn

then kicked over with sand

.

it’s silly to fight

for one iota longer

.

we’re lost in lethargy

given over to techno gadgets

and googly eyes

.

when the sacred rhythm

should be found

in particulates

of earth and water

.

my woes drown in excess

subtract the residual value

and find me bathing

in zero-point graduation