Lasso after lasso of heavy chains
Roped around with unerring aim
Both strict coccoon and heavy anchor,
Dragging inexorably down and down
Away from the light, from thought
Away from action, from speech
Locked in dark limbo willing or no
Until chains after chains release.
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Exhaustion
Churning
A bubbling, churning cauldron,
A witch’s brew of writhing acid
Taunted, enraged by attacks
Arises, unbidden and unwished
Eating its cage from within
Unless appeased by offerings.
Not Sick and Not Well
Not sick and not well:
It’s a moderate hell
Of maybes and mostlys
And too-soon-to-tells
Where the only thing certain
Is not everything’s swell
Like a fall with no landing
Or a round with no bell.
A Shadowed Caricature
Twisting and straining
For a meager sliver,
A mere hint of light
Until gnarled, knotted:
A shadowed caricature.
Blinded and awestruck
By an eager river,
An ocean of light
Until overjoyed, overrevealed:
A bittersweet conflict.
Progress: an Acrostic
Painstakingly gained
Retroactively visible
Operatically dramatic
Godot-ly subtle
Repetitively new
Everlastingly present
Suddenly lost
Simultaneously all
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