adventures in dysthymia

Monday, December 02, 2013

Sinews, a poem

Sinews

I will run until I
forget, slam the heavy
bag, make myself weary
with curls and presses.

I have searched for sleep
in pills and bottles,
forgetfulness in the pursuit
of illusive pleasures,

but found nothing, save within
the singing of my own sinews.

Stephen Brooke ©2013

pretty much just another light-weight quickie of a poem

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