The Bewildering Travels To Ennui

By Abberant

Piece by piece-
My arms burdened me
Too heavy to lift,
But they move slightly
And just enough-
To cut 'ambilevous'

It regrows.
And I'm besieging inside-
Because it's the pretense that counts,

I tell my feet
While covered in mud
So I wouldn't see them--

I couldn't feel them,

Piece by piece
They erode and I question-


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Copyright 2017 Abberant
Published on Thursday, April 20, 2017.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • Maladroit On Monday, May 8, 2017, Maladroit (299)By person wrote:

    This resonates in ways I just wish it wouldn't. Nonetheless, I am thankful to have it articulated

  • dwells On Thursday, April 27, 2017, dwells (5551)By person wrote:

    Reminds me a bit of Monty Python's Black Knight at the bridge, Ab. Dispossessing oneself of those extra appendages to attain the desired state of functionality in the darkness. Perfect!. Cheers my friend! - Dan

  • The lost and the found On Friday, April 21, 2017, The lost and the found (22)By person wrote:

    Thanks for this powerfull write. Very strong, thank you for sharing.

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