In an effort to post more regularly, I have decided to set myself a challenge.
Three basic rules:
1. 1 poem a day (for the next year);
2. At least one word I am unfamiliar with to incorporate into each poem; and
3. Every 7 days incorporate some type of structured poem (as opposed to free verse).
Welcome to day 3!
Today's word detritus - meaning "waste or debris of any kind"
I want to burn out the aching tissue
Until it's hollow and cold inside
Today I learned what true exertion was
I strode beyond the pale
I fell into it, the task at hand was obscured
Feeling along fumbling about like a frail
Yet pathetic lapdog
I nodded at the correct times
Did as I was told
All this I did and I wrote it down
Oh parable of today
Oh Juxtaposition of pretension and fatigue
Oh these long cold nights
Oh these boiling hot moments of tedium
Sifting through words upon words
Until language is a vacant vehicle
Perspiration on this detritus
My veins gilded to botrytis
So sweet and dry
The point is though that I am
Very tired and now it's time for me to rest
As much as night will allow.
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