IN THIS CORNER

In this corner

one road 

runs 

into another

but they do not 

cross each other

In this corner

quick decisions

are made 

by guesses

on how 

to maneuver

In this corner

there is an end

and a beginning

and a beginning

And an end

The actual encounter

of this lone edge

On the traverser 

depends

In this corner

there are 

memorials laid

For those who failed 

to survive

In this corner

there are also 

road signs

For those 

who dare 

stay alive

And above this stool

on this corner

a name dangles

from an old sign

and though the paint

Has  flaked and falls 

on this edge

I can still see

that the name 

is mine

Copyright©2019 by Camille Caliscia Patrick