On the Edge of Anguish
Sleep eludes me as I fidget in bed upon wrinkled sheets
annoyed with the pensive fixation roving inside my head
I hear his offensive words as they echo in my heartbeats
Spontaneous fraying of nerves, an unraveling of thread
Somehow I had to navigate through this turbulent water
and find an open portal to serve as threshold to a dream
There was nothing tangible to grasp, so I began to totter
I choked on the edge of anguish, but swallowed a scream
Suddenly a light burned bright. I was awash in revelation
My thoughts were retrospective and aroused by intrigue
I'd not allow him to patronize me in curses of defamation
I slept peacefully, no longer stressed and battling fatigue
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Not contest bound, but written with a nod to John Hamilton
for using the eight words he requires for his contest.
Spontaneous Tangible Patronize Revelation
Portal Navigate Fixation Intrigue
Copyright © Lin Lane | Year Posted 2020
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