stutterstep; the end
By not an addict
as the one who remained behind,
i feel the urge
to pen some remembrance
of our story.
this latent desire for memory,
a lingering stoicism
unwilling to accept defeat
like some misplaced sense of civic duty
imparted on the last remnants
of a dying civilization.
there is even,
in this twist of fate,
this symbolic reversal
of roles,
some innate sense of finality-
as once
our story thrived in the brilliance of your words,
so now it dies
in the paltry shadow of mine.
Unauthorized Copying Is Prohibited.
Ask the author first.
Copyright 2010 not an addict
Published on Tuesday, March 30, 2010.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "stutterstep; the end"
Log in to post comments.
-
On Friday, February 15, 2019, Jonas Robinson
(848) wrote:
You show off your brilliant sense of rhetoric. I'm jealous.
-
On Sunday, August 26, 2012, Dreaming in Stanzas
(293) wrote:
I have no idea how I stumbled upon this but I'm so very glad that I did, this was a heartbreakingly beautiful piece.
-
On Saturday, August 27, 2011, Devilish
(2633) wrote:
I agree... Very nice!
-
A former member wrote:
this has a trembling hurt to it; the closing couplet was indeed painfully poignant and pointed both, but your words, i would daresay, are anything but paltry....they over.shadow if anything.....it is so very hard to come to grips with being abandoned, being left with your heart in your hands, let alone your throat, trying to gulp down emotion......an honest write. a true one.