Wayne Riley Poet Dramatic Monologue

Down the Rabbit Hole

Everything has been said. 
Everything has always been said before. 
I open a page in a notebook and try to say it again,
Only differently. 
A new way of saying the same thing – 
Feeling the same feeling 
That at this very moment only I can feel 
Despite the billions of other people that inhabit this planet 
at exactly the same time as me. 
What are the chances of that? 

I put on my hat- 
My coat, 
And my shoes. 
And I take the dog out. 
I hope he shits so I can relax 
Get into the thing that can take me to the place. 

I know I will get there 
But the sacrifice tears the soul like a rabid dog 
Consuming my sanity one word at a time 
Until madness is all that is left on the page, 
Burning and searing my eyes into teary submission. 
A small price to pay, I suspect 
For a return visit.

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