My friend, my enemy,
the conductor of my strength,
the Judas of my weakness
how you tempt me
with narcoleptic rages
I weep under the guise
of regeneration
slipping through minutes,
through hours
unconsolably weary,
drawing deeper inside the empty,
a wounded solitaire
I surrender the fight
one nap at a time
I'm tired
so very tired...
A contest entry
- some examples of distance by Nicolette.
1500 points, ended September 1, 2008, 26 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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I think I see what you're getting at here. It's the "tired, so very tired part" and I love the repetition there because it really reinforced that feeling of utter weariness. Often, the tiredness - both physical and emotional - causes one to give up a little and shut themself off, sometimes completely distancing themselves from reality all together. Loved "narcoleptic rages" too!
Thanks for sharing
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I really did get tired/sleepy feeling here, and yes an unconsolable one too. I'm not sure how this relates to distance but I suspect it is the "Judas of my weakness" that is causing the distance... either from sleep or from wakefulness! "one nap at a time" is a great line too... if only we could nap all our hurting away! Interesting poem this is - thank you for your entry.
~ Nicolette
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Hahaha! Narcoleptic rages? That seems...somehow...contradictory to me. I don't know. *shakes head* Interesting write at any rate. Good luck in the contest.
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