Walking a Not-So-Fine Line

The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation, and go to the grave with the song still in them. - Thoreau

Stradling the tracks of fate.

Tightrope of transient time.

Balancing bald belligerence and bashfulness.

Fickle feet take me where I do not wish to tread.

A masochistic mind conjures new pains.

A fervid, bankrupt, bicameral heart burns with festoons of fascist fate and fastidious faith.

My life searches for solvency ...

Author's Note

“As a single footstep will not make a path on the earth, so a single thought will not make a pathway in the mind. To make a deep physical path, we walk again and again. To make a deep mental path, we must think over and over the kind of thoughts we wish to dominate our lives.” - Thoreau

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

The speaker's words betray a dissatisfaction with the humdrum life balanced by a fear of risk. The last line is revelatory. He wants his life to be worth it in the end. Perhaps more than fate is at work here.

[Pete]

exactamundo. risk and reward are usually kissing cousins. we must be willing to step out and walk the walk of faith else all appears meaningless as peter found out when he stepped out of the boat and later betrayed. thanks and happy new year j. the b. ... :)