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I
ida

Ennui

protracted stitches
circumference of each orbit
abrade motives

time chewed
and spat impiously

Descartes cursed
banality of insights

this abscessed “being”

Abdicates

About This Poem

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

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Country/Region: north ontario

Favorite Poets: esker, klo

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Ross Hamilton Hill

Ross Hamilton Hill

12 years 2 months ago

Hi

are you a nurse? like the 'ab' alliteration, although abcessed seems too graphic, surely your not that bad?
'the greatest disease is unhappiness'

regards
ross

Ian.T

Ian.T

12 years 2 months ago

Ida

Idle hands find light work.
Yet an Idle mind sometimes races too fast for logic to take place.
Hope you didn't drop a stitch there.
Then I noticed that you retreated and gave up.
Such is a mind that cannot think of something to do, when all is going on.. lol.
Take care, an interesting write, Yours Ian.T