BIONo one tells me anything new
inspiration has left me,
I find myself rambling through the dark
in search of words just out of my grasp.
I grow weary from this
and here I sit,
surrounded by old tablets
and new tablet half covered with writing
and I ponder,
when will my hour come?
The hour of my going down and going under
for I want to go amongst men once more
for I am waiting know,
for first of the signs of my hour to come.
Mean while I talk to myself as one who has time
No one tells me anything new so I tell myself ...
myself.
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Comments (4)
mooncat
Excellent composition! I'm going to add you to my favorites, so visitors from the outside renderosity world who visit my gallery can see your work too, because I love it!
gallimel
it is a great image indeed. Rainy, grainy, subtle and pervaded by a dark sense of regret. I love it.
borsy
Beautifully done!!
zoozee
Excellent picture .. so full of mood and atmosphere !