Monday, December 5, 2011


Strangled in the fibers of life
I assess, I ponder
Of the losses and the gains
And of other things, I brood over.

I chuckle with delight
at the times that were good
Contrite at the others
I delve into a pensive mood.

As I dig deeper
I hear countless cries
Piercing my rooted soul
Watering my dessicated eyes.

Incarcerated for ages
In the ring of the rings,
The infinite cobweb
Imploring freedom from their cages.

In horror grim and furor
I shut my eyes and ear
And throw myself away
To the vicious cobweb, its prey.


1 comment:

Divenita said...

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