Post #854606

It's been a few months since I last wrote a poem. While there's plenty I felt worth writing about - I also felt I had already written it all. I'd just keep repeating myself, over and over... so I decided I'd rather not. But now I have some fresh ideas for what might open up a new chapter in my poetry. >pantomimes we're slaves to a dark crushing reality bound to the depths and never truly free by the giant ravenous we are swallowed whole performing sacrifices, playing each our role but we're also enthralled in a beautiful trance enchanted and haunted by your wordless dance and one day to slay them we shall defy the odds good riddance, you whisper, to our deranged gods now there's cracks in the surface, only vaguely outlined our innate radiance for far too long outshined feel beneath the pressure of a million tons a glimpse of the fury of a thousand suns but still in denial of that ancient power unbroken the chains, even in darkest hour salvation stolen and forever in silence we sink alone into that voiceless defiance and what do you behold beyond the unseen wall why keep up the act, when is the curtain call already gave us your all, even your very soul you never, never, never merely played a role (written 2024, first published 2024-09-17)