There is a worrisome hole in the fence \u2014
\nThe cold wall that protects me
\nAnd keeps others at a safe distance
\nProviding me with much-needed comfort, protection<\/p>\n
I am not fully certain how the hole came to be
\nSome hidden insecurity; some subtle vulnerability
\nSome forgotten place, long neglected<\/p>\n
Keeping the fence whole is an arduous task<\/p>\n
When such unforgivable holes appear
\nI work quickly to mend them
\nBut they are like purposeful trails in the forest
\nWell worn by constant use<\/p>\n
Even if I succeed, and patch the hole
\nAnother will quickly spring up nearby
\nDutifully serving the same purpose<\/p>\n
Further, while my back is turned in effort, resolute, focused
\nAnother, and another
\nSmall at first \u2013 flaws barely seen
\nUnnoticed
\nBut relentlessly growing over time<\/p>\n
And at that first tragic breech
\nOnce an untried hole allows its first reckless passage
\nWord spreads
\nAnd the brutal pressures from outside
\nFind their way in<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
There is a worrisome hole in the fence \u2014 The cold wall that protects me And keeps others at a safe distance Providing me with much-needed comfort, protection I am not fully certain how the hole came to be Some hidden insecurity; some subtle vulnerability Some forgotten place, long neglected Keeping the fence whole is an … <\/p>\n