Stationed on the couch
Viscous matador
Only mundane stillness
Only silence applauds
The stasis dilates the pupils into animated action
Reflexivity?
Passivity!
Frozen stillness
Frozen in motion
The stillness stares back!
And you think, you can see?
The TV blaring ardent reciprocation
The hour glass choked with wasted sand
That could have built a castle!
What is left, is creeping towards the hangman’s noose
The lizard looks down in domestic disapproval
Walls caving into the guilt
And you think that you are alive…
Ah well, another dart swept unharmed past the Bulls-Eye!
4 comments:
Hey I love the last line, very strong and very sharp! Keep up the good work, lady!
Sure will, Sir!
awesome... works..,.
i am jus here to say...--- i am in no way fot to commen :)... hats off..!!!
Thank you!
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