Lethargy

I blink---an hour is lost to the rubbish bin,

resignation knocks my head askew; thoughts

bleed ink onto the carpet---pages remain unblemished.

My tongue has thickened, gone limp,

it is useless to me so I've swallowed it,

my mouth grown suddenly cavernous.

 

 

I dream in patterns black and lead,

hands without fingers stroke my skin.

They cannot clasp, thus I'm uninhibited,

opening every door, slamming them---

now suddenly falling, the floor evaporated.

The hands cannot clasp--- I am weightless.

 

 

I blink---an hour decimates in my head,

a clock is ticking to the left, though

I cannot turn to register it, it speaks of only

one thing.---Still, I cannot rouse myself from bed.

Reviews

[Lucia J.g.]

evry line just adds to it's compleation and I can't pic a favorite line or wording because the whole thing is so perfect.:)
and it conveys lethargy perfectly.

[Eponine Roy]

i remember reading this a while back and not having time to review it until now- sorry if this is a late review (i meant to do so a lot earlier).
this is a poem that i really enjoyed reading because i can completely identify with what is being said. every morning i just don't want to wake up, and i lay there for hours, hoping that maybe i can outwit the clock and sneak in an extra hour or so of sleep. then, drifting off into dreamworld, you see some strange patterns until you're aroused from the five-minute nap by the alarm clock and you must awaken. the theme of sleeping in hooked me to the poem. excellent work by an excellent writer!

[A Jensky]

You are a really good writer

[D. R. Wilsey Jr.]

I love this piece and I really like these lines:

"My tongue has thickened, gone limp,

it is useless to me so I've swallowed it"

[Eponine Roy]

this is splendid! quite the feeling everybody can relate to every single morning! your diction actually makes me feel lethargic, which is something I found to be tr�s manifique! absolutely wonderful!

[Kara Emily Krantz]

"I blink---an hour dessimates in my head,

a clock is ticking to the left, though

I cannot turn to register it, it speaks of only

one thing.---Still, I cannot rouse myself from bed."

wow. extreme lethargy. you capture it well :)