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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 12 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 12 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