Sisyphus Cycle
Get up, stumble through dark
start churning the caffeine crank.
Get re-weighted rock from storage
head on up the hill.
Road rocky, walk weary,
the upside down, the down done gone.
Dark in mind bides its time
as it circles in the soft.
The body falls as spirit rises
so flesh must hide mind’s cost.
One can serve in serfdom
or flee in flight up river.
– Smith, 6.18.2016
