Oblivion - For Contest

OBLIVION Diving into the waters of Lethe searching for relief – release – from memory, its hauntingly weighty presence Dim light fading to welcome blackness anger - downing in rage’s insanity, suspended in the nether world of hate. Ingesting the Ale of Acquiescence seeking the solitude of satiation denying the demons clutching grip I sank – into the arms of sweet oblivion, succumbed to Barleycorn’s panacea, brief respite of conscious death. John G. Lawless 12/6/2015 submitted to – Oblivion – poetry contest sponsor – Rob Carmack