procrastination drains me, fills death’s half
life’s grains falling
inertia’s
quicksand
pools
grows
deeper
shadows sink
drowned regrets pile
empty husks I stand on, animate corpse
When I saw the prompt, this song by Radiohead, called, “Fitter Happier” came to mind.
Morgan Dragonwillow is the host of OctPoWriMo. Morgan says:
Have you ever felt like you were in a cage? It could have been a silver or gold cage, but it was still a cage. Was the door open or closed? Was it of your own making or did you feel like you really couldn’t get out? Did you get out, and if you did, how? Free write for ten minutes pondering one or all of those questions.
Word Prompts:
Locked
Closed
Silver and Gold
Coffin
Crate
Birdcage
Suggested Poetry Type: Tetractys
This poem is a reverse Tetractys.
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Tao Talk 
procrastination has its own inertia, alright!
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Na’ama I just edited it. Will you please check it out again and see what you think?
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Powerful both ways!
I think I prefer the shorter one – not exactly sure why — yet both variations have depth.
:)
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Thanks, Na’ama!
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Sure thing! Isn’t it great when either option is good!? :)
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:)
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Oh, the cages we live in! This resonated, Li. Loved the hourglass analogy.
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Punam, thanks much.
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You are welcome, Li.
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