Theorem The Truth Serum

Rookie - 245 Points (1979-present / San Leandro)

The Recluse - Poem by Theorem The Truth Serum

The recluse is a mind
waiting idly until it is time
to rise out of his confinement.
His fire burns with intense
thought on global preservation.
His gills smell of alcoholic loneliness
and cigarette shop leisure.
His eyes catch the commotion
of everyday facial emotions.
He looks down with empathy
at his worn seasoned shoes.
These are the shoes that
share the steps of everyday life,
but they never get too close.
He always keeps his distance,
but he does notice the features
of a beautiful woman.
But he waits and waits until
one day, he will rise again.
He'll be young again and mingle
with the individuals of everyday life.


Comments about The Recluse by Theorem The Truth Serum

  • Vipins PuthooranVipins Puthooran (10/6/2011 6:30:00 AM)

    Fantastic poem! thought provoking- the mind is sometimes a recluse, chained in a solitudal confinement of this hectic world...
    Beautiful poem...
    He'll rise again, one day....
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 6, 2011



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