Blogger Widgets When My Life Becomes a Book: Agony

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Agony

Agony
Each morning I ascent
Pain in waken
Suffering from myodynia
Scorched tegument
Cognizance
Grovel creep
To the burnt umber Java
Ingest anodyne
Impatiently assume it processes
Hopefully, infinitesimal
Respite unstrain
Exhale
And commence the day

1 comment:

BAMBOO BLITZ said...

Such a visceral poem! It's very effective at capturing that raw emotion of "agony." Great job!