Challenge
Challenge of the Month XXXIX
Write a short poem about your own private Hell. The tortured who reigns gets 100 big ones. Winner will be picked by Prose. Go.
To the One who Reigns Within:
Do we Love,
or Hate,
the Distinction?
The honor
of Being---
in the midst
of Something
distinctively
different?
Waves of Emotions--
from elation to lamentation
to a wished for indifference!
Why, Hell yes,
regardless the Slice
we enjoy---
the enjoyment,
of the Enjoyed.
The thing felt
so wholly and
in-effe as an
Affection--
the gap between/
a cloak put on/
as in Artist's
repertoire:
Poof!
You are my Creation,
a solemn portion
of Nothing--
And then-some
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