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...................To always be caught in a self-imposed
impostured pecularity is a most unnerving thought,
and yet I find myself serving the sentences that are
meted out. To disagree would be partaking in an
exercise of pure psychological torment for the result
would be useless in the extreme. Pure unselfish
affirmation of the thoughts counterpoised against
mine seems, even by the mere mention of them, to be
a more solid and succint reaction that will bring about
a positive cycle of events.

...................Do I wait for more damage? Do I inflict
more hurt? How do I even contain the pain that my
eyes behold?

...................I search for an end to this idiocracy. For
this edged timberline of emotions that attaches itself
to every other word that drips from my tongue.

...................Why wait? The end has presented itself in a
myriad of forms, revolving around that one thought.
I have but to leap into the abyss that waits.

 

© Luqman Lee /2002