Poetry: OFF

Disconnect
nil effect
swimming in
soup
call it a
coup
or at least an
attempt
I seek redemption
but it is a
comet
My time still has not
come yet
Despite all
I claw my way
upward only to
fall
like Skylab
of space lore
back to Earth
without a
core
nothing feels as it did
before
except
that I love you
And truly yearn
to be and give
more
Desperately
I hope you'll stay
with me through these
desolate days
While I scramble
for ways
to create
a life
that pays
and to override my own
fears
halt the rush
of tears
stinging my eyes like
the first rays
of  new
Sun