Tuesday, 18 August 2015

Stifling Demesne

 Clytemnestra Aa
Aug 15 2015



My inside ..vacated
Airless air
Breathless breath
Chained me
Led me handcuffed to nugatory..
stunningly,
I sluggishly paced
And willingly complied
Pain enfeebled my stamina
As a tractable prey    
Why should I endure that throe?
Why should I be chastened for an illusory transgress?
Overloaded with pangs
Immersed in restlessness
I smashed my core by those bare hands of mine
I burnt a swarm of laughs by biddability
 And wasted my last smile to travail
 My masts summoned all sway to brazen the maelstrom yet am swallowed by
my own windwirls..

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