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I Tried to Stop for Life

Paul Burgess

About the Author:

Paul Burgess is the sole proprietor of a business in Lexington, Kentucky that offers ESL classes in addition to English, Japanese, and Spanish-language translation and interpretation services. He has recently contributed work to The Road Not Taken, Blue Unicorn, Light, The Orchards, Snakeskin, The Ekphrastic Review, and several other publications. https://paulburgesswritingandlanguage.blog/

“I Tried to Stop for Life”

Although I tried to stop for Life,

she wouldn’t let me pause

but opened Earth behind my heels

exposing hungry saws.


She fit me with a saddle next 

and hitched me to her coach 

then forced me down to crawl around—

a cross of man and roach.


I hardly moved ahead enough 

to keep the blades of steel 

from doing more than splitting shoes 

or puncturing a heel.


Whenever, having borne too much,

I’d lie on sawing ground,

She’d conjure up a paradise 

and have me look around. 


She’d vow we’d reach the scenes ahead 

if just we kept our course,

then give a cheerful “giddy up”

to me, her human horse. 


But every step upon the road 

would see the goal recede 

and move me further off the path 

of other things I need.


“Though better days may seem so far, 

your time to die’s not near,”

she said, perhaps, to calm me down 

but only stoked my fear.


Then Life revealed the awful truth 

I wish had been a lie:

those saws could mangle flesh and limbs

but never make me die.


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