Friday, October 16, 2015

'...from the fat...'

Earned enough? In this year-long fast from heavy self-analysis?
November approaches and that novel begs again - to be continued.
How much applicable knowledge has been boiled from the fat of distractions...
To imply that 'yes' in this last, past year of living, I chose wisely.

And too, sensitivity seems to form a warm coat around these tensed shoulders
For all I have strong-armed in the name of what's 'good'.
The weight of carrying on, it is, subjective;
The wildly rotating compass of a needle that fights to steer free

From pause.

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