What is felt

in the moment of loss

when all of fortune

becomes a confusion,

in a how do we respond

to losing schedule.

Suddenly thrust

into the dramatic nature

of coping,

the fear sets in gradually,

the indecision,

the loss of pattern.

The self took a vacation

while the psyche

stepped back and said

wait, a second, I’m not sure

this can be handled just yet.

Options had taken the day off.

So this is who I am

greatest fears,

indecision

indecisive

in distinct fashion

I crashed and burned.