There is to be no beginning
in this ball of thread
No end... and no middle
Petty hours spent trying
and trying... to grab at it
just so I can start
Find a dawn, a creation
and work to the middle of noon
which is often where it fucks up
so the end is never in sight... no night
Divine inspiration?
Dissatisfaction more like!
As the masses put their minds
to endless, trivial matters
This useless, fetid world
finally bores me to silent tears
It would be such a pleasure
to leave it.
Fin.
~ Leccie aka CharlotteSometimes (SRWB) 2009
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