Drawn and beaten



/ poetry

4/9/16 About the "necessity" of life

Beaten, like gold leaf,

smashed and bashed by life

until my very essence is





The world keeps drawing me 

back into it,

against my will.

must talk and interact.

must be father/husband/friend/colleague/nurse.

must live among people.

must live.

But I really just don't want to.


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