Here’s my latest entry into the dVerse Open Link – why not take a look at all of the other wonderful responses?
Please don’t panic – despite the tone of the poem, it isn’t a reflection of how I feel. Offline, I am writing dystopian fiction, so I was pondering how a particular set of characters might feel in this world that I have created for them. This piece came from there, nowhere else.
Let me know what you think…
– Rubicon –
Render me empty, Sackclothed and dull Darker than ditchwater Coated in oil, rainbow-hued surface Hidden depths that boil, As I blunder, lamed, from crisis to fall Render me empty Sackclothed and dull
Render me hollow, Empty my skull Vacuous, ransacked Littered with spoil, nutrients stolen My still waters roil As I falter, blinded, beleaguered, I fall Render me hollow, Empty my skull
Render me soulless, Eviscerated, null Grey, empty, mourning Exhausted with toil, eyes bloodshot red From life, I recoil As I stumble, burdened and buried, I fall Render me soulless Eviscerated, null