Lost in Elemental Space: A Duckling Gambler's Journey
Never felt so exhilarated and terrified at the same time
Exposed to the harshest winds and Siberian elements
Left dumbstruck Center Stage at Radio City Music Hall
Flanked by all The Rockettes from every angle
As they danced their way around the frightened doe
Caught in the brightest spotlight searing an unnerving hole
Into their softened flesh as if they were a piece of useless meat
Wondered when the terror would fade into the background music
And the Patron flavored liquid courage would present itself
Sadly, that hasn't arrived into the foreground
Knees quaking endlessly to the point where standing difficult
Heart ready to do somersaults as we speak
Impossible to peel back the layers of this human onion
Without shedding a few easy or harsh salty tears
Depending on the particular circumstance
Hard to be so laid bare for all the world to see
Especially, for those in the most private of backstage quarters
Heartfelt words getting muddled in life's quicksand
Stomach becoming a metaphorical and actual noose
In the body, mind and soul of this petrified creature
Able to quickly shake some platitudes loose from its grip
Unsure of how well it went at the moment
Lost in uncomfortable and foreign territory
Without shoes and a proper passport to get back home
A stranger in an even more alien land
Being the odd little duck without a pond to swim in
For the moment, trying a new approach
Too early to tell if that will work
If not, have survived much worse odds
Will continue to do so.
