Exercise 100706

How odd: I don’t

feel angry or impassioned.

No deep yearning heart

burn. Just a flow

that somehow is settled

comfort, like knife spreading

upon bread its benefit.

No fear nor shame.

Not even a projection,

of smug sated appetite.

I don’t like this.


© 2017 L. Tafa


Author: b20f08

I enjoy solo wargaming and writing. The first caters to the boy that never grew up; the latter satisfies a deep desire to communicate. Cheers.

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