Down the stairs for the laundry.
Each step more slow and ponderous than the last.
The good hand slides smoothly on the banister.
The other dangles with barbed wire pain.
Tomorrow, once promised, is a bleak and blank page.
Mechanical now, robotic.
There is the thought: Is this all there is?
Will it be soon? Why must I wait?
Lee Dunn has been writing since the age of 18, but found that work got in the way for the ensuing 48 years. In his home town of Toronto, Ontario, Canada, he reveled in his independence at an early age, and spent as much time as he could exploring the city’s Arts scene. He was introduced to poetry and prose by the works of two literary giants, namely J.R.R. Tolkien and J.W. Lennon and thence fell in love with the written word. His work includes poetry, short fiction, and personal essays, and ranges in theme from the surreal to the horrific, nostalgic, and themes on the human condition. He has been published on Spillwords.com, The Dark Poets Club, Journal of Undiscovered Poets, Crepe & Penn Literary magazine, and the Shelburne Free Press.