Leave me to rest...
I ache for no reason.
My bones have melted my muscles are dust...
I'll blink and breathe if I must.
Lethargic? Perhaps... Certainly... Definitely...
I am wasting.
It aches to think it hurts to conjure, to try and...
oh...
I give up.
I'm too tired, too...
I'm...
Author notes
I am a student of sloth... we know each other well.
A contest entry
- [Sloth] The Seven Deadly Sins Contest by Miss Faerie.
700 points, ended March 3, 7 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think mkay...
Comments
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Judged
Too tired to even finish the piece.
This is excellent. It shows lethargy and age and aching very well.
Thank you for entering my contest and good luck
Shari

