Thursday, March 13, 2008

The Dormant

I feel like a dormant mat
Imbued by the state of passivity
Lethargic thoughts confound me, like a vulture
Circling his prey with intensity
But, then I retreat into my world of folk and fair
Where I’m not just another dead old rat

2 comments:

PP said...

I felt lethargic and passivity overcame me. This stuff works..

crazed_mellow said...

i would suggest crystal meth :P..

was exactly there in ur poem yesterday.

the exams seem to be bringing out the social thinking poet in u. i would suggest u take exams all the time :P