Sloth Of The Present Poem by soren Barrett

Sloth Of The Present

The bone of laziness has grown and even it is arthritic
Exuberance flown, energy turned stone, breath paralytic
Feet to floor sewn eyelids under weight groan vision granitic
In a bed outgrown all work postpone deaf to any critic

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