Circumstances render me useless
As my knees cushion the impact of
A motion of utter surrender.
I beseech an unidentified
And allusive entity to work
Miracles. Though just this jibberish
Is emitted through parched lips, I have
The distinct feeling that somewhere, there
Is understanding to be salvaged
From the nonsense. Recovering from
My kneeling position, my feet lead me
To nowhere: the only place that they
Are capable of wandering now.
Author notes
Prompt: on knees
A contest entry
- prompts. by And Hyetal.
700 points, ended March 28, 14 entries
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Comments
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This is TRULY amazing writing my dear girl!!!
Absolutely love this! I have yet to read all your poems, i'm going down the list now lol. -
GRAND!
Awesome powerful... senses-worthy writing.
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Really well written.
Amazing!
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this is absolutely wonderful!!
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