Exhaust

Alan R

They ask me how I do it
                     I exhaust the language 
They’ve got themselves a show
I have got myself a challenge 



An abstract of gathered details
                    I exhaust the language 
They try again to comprehend 
I try to set a reasonable pace

 


That’s too dramatic, they say
                     I exhaust the language 
Do they sit and judge in the audience 
Just to watch me die in a silent cage?

 

 

-Al

 

  • Author: Alan R (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 24th, 2024 22:14
  • Category: Reflection
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