How To Chain The Madness
I will start small,
just a little hole
to plant my herb.
I will regain my equilibrium
in tiny doses, under the covers,
when the children are asleep and even the bride-to-be
has eased her nerves.
I will head slowly in the direction I was sent,
inch my way out of this dark valve, not worry
about the weather behind me or the harsh
possibilities ahead. I will play my instrument softly,
take hours to eat one fruit.
And in that place, I will etch out a rhythm I can keep,
and this form of chaos will at last be clothed.
Copyright © 2010 by Allison Grayhurst
First published in “Decades Review”
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