A Not So Quick Rant On This Tedious Life
This tediousness of life and all
LIFE: that sinful lady
who gambols and whips her watery gown
and whispers those most secret secrets
whose cosmic kiss dances so infinitesimally close to the eardrum
but never encounter
How it all bores me
this whining, day-to-day existence of nihility
forever to hopelessly and helplessly wander this whispering life
a trivial splatter
an insignificant speck upon the all unimportant commix of man
impatiently awaiting both life and that deathly slumber
A yowling pang of pain that plagues the soul
brought on by some humanly mutual silent rebellion of the heart
some umbriferous desire to veer away
from that road of we to that moonlit path of I and alone
to endure the hail of individuality
and the impeding squall of worldly foreigner
An incessant haunting that shreds the heart
from that honeyed canticle sounding from the stars
which the heart is doomed to eternally hear but never fully be
a swaying, smirking, glossy-eyed, universal promise
that beckons the anima farther and further from animation
and the consciousness close to that miserable fault of misery
So...felicific facades must be withheld
to unceasingly veil the devil beneath each pearly wink
a mere life merely spent in maintenance of jocund fancy
how dolefully and darkly we all seek Heaven
better we learn to take Hell with a smile
Copyright © Devin Hill | Year Posted 2014
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