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Inertia

Inertia makes a monster of my
Self
I'm insatiable for making a 
Progress.
Move, don't just tell yourself
You will.
Set the rules, then transgress.
The rebel inside of you deserves
Respect.

You're what you eat, don't
Lick
Your wounds, turn up the heat
By a caress. Love the self-contained
Monster you possess.
Let it off its leash and you'll feel
How it surges in your breast.

It's no place for old men
There is no case without offence
Commitment without intense
Embrace
Is a senile pretence.
To feign 
Amusement  shows lack of respect
For your own self.
Be a rebel, even an iron fist in a velvet
Glove is more wanted
Than just a silly old brat.

Awareness of the 
Inertia makes a monster of my Self
If it didn't I would be suffocating
In a senile caress of my soul's 
Protest.
Life transmutes the mind into
A  monster  who fights against mind's
Recess.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 3/8/2016 6:01:00 PM
Hi Tamara, the title inertia took me to your poem. inertia is a tendency for a moving object ..... your inertia is a tendency to make monster of yourself! are you ....
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Tamara Simic
Date: 3/12/2016 11:26:00 AM
a tendency to do nothing.. but awareness of inertia makes a monster of myself because if you're aware of it you can change something :)

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