Ennui
Silent density has settled,
Like an aural veil.
Ennui bores me with her hungry stare...
And I stare back.
Her contact is a barren performance.
A Goddess pulls at my strings,
But I am music-less.
She will wait in blackness.
Vivacity will, again, pull tight in me,
But until then,
I will sit and submit to my mood.
© 2012
Ruby Honeytip
Copyright © Ruby Honeytip | Year Posted 2013
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