shuffling off & cutting ties
gone to drift on pale winds
clutching at fragments only
to toss useless scraps away
4 u c —
i realize this coil lies barren &
there is only death & dream
this debt is beyond counting
and all that is left is
to serve out my time
i slip
an ophelia amongst the reeds
waiting for a mercy kiss
to set me free
coil lies barren
4 responses to “coil lies barren”
Rather gloomy thoughts, well-expressed though. Hamlet on steroids? 🤔
What can I say? I’m a gloomy kind of guy.
That’s okay, I like a bit of gloom myself, and you’ve saturated your words with it here. Excellent writing, my friend. 🙂
Thanks 🙏🏼
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