Make Believe

Parlous balance
dreamers stake
offset by
proceeds unseen:

hazards trading
in thin airs
tiptoeing chairs

stacked sky-high,
adrift in logics's

endanger souls,
fantastic goals,
with sleepless fears,
if lost controls.

To wake? To know,
perhaps collapse
to sounder ground
and break as fast.

Endure? To go,
perchance to dance,
believe, astound,
make off at last.

Make Believe © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.

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Submitted: September 14, 2019