A distasteful stagnation creeps up on you. An unbearable emptiness thrums inside you. It does not let up. You wonder why the voracious need to crawl away from the world lingers. And deep in your heart you know that the fractious energy you used to have is gone. It melted a long time ago.
Now you feel like a candle ready to get blown out soon.
Day after day you rage and try to find your vigor, your willingness to laugh at silly little things, your vivacious inquisitiveness and your youth.You were hoping that they would rouse in you - the desire to deliciously consume life once again. Just like old times.
But the more you try, the harder it is for you to accomplish things.
You have to admit, you have now become a complete cliche in this godforsaken world.
Author is a Pacific Islander who, as a kid, dreamt of crossing oceans. She had always been fascinated with new places. She is a gypsy and loves wandering. She is a Pacific Islander who now lives in the land of milk and honey. Writing makes her feel deliciously calm, at ease, liberated, anchored, less inhibited. Everything in life, for her, is a beautiful paradigm of poetry. She will always be a patriot of all things poetic.
Monday, July 6, 2020
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