eric sundin

Attempting life uncomplicated
in today’s screeching world unhinged
more so by each day, inundated
finding myself ever more fringed

Near drowning in dubiety
from which never sounds ‘all clear’
still lessens my anxiety
when in verse I persevere

Or when my disquietude brims
when hollow restlessness spikes
or whenever the outlook dims
I jump on one of my bikes

Quatrain strophes & pedal strokes allay
fleetingly they nudge doomsday thoughts away

edited 10/03/2026 1700