D. Avraham ~ Musings

I am a wet rag

Dripping with sweat

And tears squeezed

From the bottomless depths of the Deep

Twisted into tight knots that

Bunch and cluster

And clump upon each other into

A tangle of damp seething compacted

Tensions –

Wearied and spent.

Tags: done, exhaustion, poetry, weariness

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