Wednesday, 26 August 2009

Thursday Night Anguish

A tender agony
grips me
the couch is no longer comfortable
the TV beams tedious inanity
the books seem irrelevant

in short, my psyche implodes
that's all.
And I find gnawing peace
at the bottom of a wine bottle,
in a chasm of psychic stupefaction
like so many
before me.

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