Sigrid's Sandbags

Braced to fight tough for triumph Stockpiled testosterone Fizzed bicarb in her bloodstream Sucked bitterness alone Flooded home, battle surmounted Safeguard marshy roost Maladvised maveric trudged pond Stacking bags of no use Swirling water swarmed by spiders Fear erased from register Starless, deserted street industrial Duty lead dim endeavour Depth defiantly rejected her efforts Scream's echoing ignorant Yelled "help" at selected emptiness Six months pregnant Sigrid Fortfied ego, throat sore, exhausted Dry in her fortress upstairs Concede agitated bruises encumber Defences laid dull despairs 31st March Dependence is not defeat