procrastination drains me, fills death’s half
life’s grains falling
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.
Silver and Gold
Suggested Poetry Type: Tetractys
This poem is a reverse Tetractys.
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