Open Poetry #25 |
a poem about futility |
defenestrate Junior Member
since 2003-01-10
Posts 46nc, us |
every flaw is fatal each word an admission my coyness the weapon of my own unmaking so all i render will soon abase me as those words had when i was younger what use is autonomy i feel no sting no pang of conscience no roar of indignation pushing weightless objects through empty spaces |
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Brad Majors
since 2001-04-03
Posts 2647Georgia |
some people will keep going after futile things when achievable things are in thier grasp |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Very nice, I can certainly relate. Susan |
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Aenimal Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-18
Posts 7350the ass-end of space |
Amen.. |
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