The Bottom of Your Soul

The Bottom of Your Soul

 This place avoid

At the low rusty ladder

Down the scuttle

To the bottom of your soul

Questions past

On old winds

Why did you leave?

Where did you go?

Reply not forthcoming

On the last rung

Above the bottom of your soul

Here, where you lay them

People and places

Images and times

Dismissed

Banished

Sorrow, anger, hurt,

On thickly dusted shelves

Not to exit this abyss

What brought you

This cold night

Where you never wished go?

The bottom

Of your weary soul

Roger L. Chaney