The road winds its way,
Coiled like a constrictor
Around a rocky summit
That peaks at despair.
The higher one climbs
The giant monstrosity,
The further the distance
Of one’s impending fall.
The road narrows greatly
Into a gnarled pathway,
Becoming treacherous
And impassible to travel.
Where shall it lead to,
Where shall it all end?
There is no end to it,
This voyage de l'enfer.
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Tristan Robert Lange (
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Oo-er I looked up 'Enfer'. Wikipedia says it's something swoony! heehee.
Lol! Did not know that until you pointed it out! Voyage de l'enfer, means Voyage of hell. I wonder if there is an etymological connection there. Hahaha!
Oh lol. Well, here in the UK, I supposedly 'married' Kate Price (KP) last Halloween - an ugly-looking celebrity. So there is that link for me! lol. That explains if you see 'KP' in comments that people make on my poems.
Hahahaha! Got ya! Thanks for the heads up! Lol!
She gets worse - KP! She has had some hideous sculpture made of herself, complete with Botox lips! I'm stuck in this miserable marriage now. heehee.
Hahahaha! Oh no!
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