Leitmotif

Reason as the Leading Motive

Walks… There were far too few walks – by Inommable

Posted by Jerry on August 10, 2005

Walks… there were far too few walks,
and too much drinking to ever really
enjoy his company.

One lascivious plea for pleasure
after another
granted; granted less and less.

The morning he left
would be the last time he’d hide,
or lie to anyone.

Not even sleep swallows the languor anymore.

Each time he thinks of him, each evening
when his body gives in to desire,
he dies a little more.

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4 Responses to “Walks… There were far too few walks – by Inommable

  1. Ergo Sum said

    So, I LOVE this poem. I think it might be the best one I’ve read on your poetryblog site.

    My favorite line: Not even sleep swallows the langour anymore.

    My favorite verse: One lascivious plea for pleasure/ after another/ granted; granted less and less.

    This poem seems to be hinting very subtly to a profound sense of heavy anguish… a torment burdened by its own weight… the poem seems to merely touch the surface of water, hinting at the depth of the ocean beneath.

  2. innommable said

    hmmmm… Now that I reread this one here, I see it’s very dense… there is definitely more he than what meets the eye… very psychologically revealing actually… like a confession.

  3. Ergo Sum said

    Confessions of a Slut (concise version)

  4. BYEBYE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!… I’ll pray for yeh, like it er not 😉 hehe

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