((WAITING))A Poem by AbyrdunAn unwillingness to act. Maintaining beliefs but not acting upon them.((Waiting)) 69 Someone else, Come on now, Step up now, Come on. Only the useless escape, Even then, some don't. Step up now, come on. Buckets. One day you might wake in the haze Tongue crisp dry, joint in hand, Sleeping with your eyes open, Blanketed in garbage, Gazing out the filthy window- You might peer your head through The Broken, never to be repaired, glass. You might feel the purest water treacle from the roof and flood the drought upon your face. The breeze might seethe all about you, filling and cleansing your abused lungs. 4/11/13
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Added on November 19, 2013 Last Updated on November 19, 2013 Tags: Self-deprecation, Indeptitude, Inertia |