Ennui
Ringing phone unanswered
Dishes dumped in the sink
Behind the cobwebs
A flap of wallpaper trapped
Sunlight peers through smeared windows
Oprah gushes excitedly
As the colours flicker and change
Slumped on the sofa
His body registers fatigue
Not mirrored by the buzzing fly
Dull eyes without the energy
To stare
To move makes his joints ache
Every day is the same
Every day is an effort
World weariness grips him
Like a vice
Sloths look dynamic
Beside him
He wishes for an envoi to his ennui
Copyright © Denis Bruce | Year Posted 2005
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