Nebulous Poem by John Weber
Nebulous
Comfort betrays
affable pride
when lethargy
wiggles inside
like a viper
reminding me
to consecrate
my destiny.
Elements laugh
at my dangle,
amazed that I
choose to wrangle
the beast inside
my tattered rind
until each dream
gets shrugged behind
to tumble lost
along my arc
while slicing through
your wisp of dark
with throbbing force
flaring within
my nebulous
cellular spin.
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