Tuesday, November 01, 2011

Nemesis

nemesis

by me

Boredom slithers into the psyche,
hissing demi-truths about decay to come.
I fight, then give way, listening, loathing the source.
Where is a champion with raised hammer,
swooping down to smash the skull of anomie?
Who will shout defiance into the dullness?
Too dreary for defense, I doze, blind to the dagger on my lap.
Double-edged, diamond-studded, it’s sharpened to kill.

1 comment:

Sarah Louise said...

"hissing demi-truths about decay to come"

that is my favorite line.

and so true.

sending exciting red cupcakes,

xo,
SL