this hollow deepens
on beyond foreboding
where my heart once
used to be – a plague
deflated agency in
vagaries of doubt
yet in a sense of
presence leant
appeasing agony
it crawls with facile
grace into the
shopping mall
last seen apace
embracing wares
displayed in tiers
as shameless
specials on this
brazen discount day
but I detest
imbroglio’s
bogus ambience
and yet I’m clearly
here to pay
the going fee
to think I missed
this angst by being
absent in a past
beset with futures
chanced as bargain
shopping sprees
© 16 May 2011, I. D. Carswell
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