toes

Of the days that dwell within 

    the numbness of my toes

    and the hours spent in 

    concentration quiet and intense -

Blankness in some guise has

     found me with clamped eyes

     and pinched nostrils,

     leaning back into the fall

    and looking only at the 

    retreating face of imagination

    and hope.

I trust that resolves the issue.