Walking the Perimeter
Necessityever created,
Amindless abandonment of willful thought
Meantonly to keep the wolf subjugated.
Walkingin lockstep with himself,
Weaponat ready to challenge on sight,
Waiting,watching, now watching some more
Forshape-shifting phantoms stalking the night.
Desperatelystriving to stave off the beast of sleep.
Eyesopen, must stay alert.
Gazingout into the wide swathe of nothing
Tilmemory forestalls and senses pervert.
Howmuch longer? How many more steps
Tilthis ceaseless night comes to conclusion?
Upagain, down again, making the rounds again
Tilthe night is a mask of illusion.
It’sa thankless task,
Butsomeone must do it.
Millionshave managed before
Toget through it.
Hewalks the perimeter, keeping his keep
Whilearmies of millions are sound asleep.
