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A Melancholic Journey (paradelle)
Bound, trussed up, cocooned
Bound, trussed up, cocooned
In useless thought ridiculously lost
In useless thought ridiculously lost
Cocooned in useless thought
Ridiculously lost, trussed up, bound
Fortune's precocious wanderlust
Fortune's precocious wanderlust
Spilled tears amidst the sprinkled dust
Spilled tears amidst the sprinkled dust
Fortune's spilled tears, the wanderlust
Precocious amidst the sprinkled dust.
Spellbound to fear, a captive's plight
Spellbound to fear, a captive's plight
A paradox without an end in sight
A paradox without an end in sight
Captive to fear without an end in sight
A paradox's spellbound plight.
Cocooned, trussed up, a useless sight
Amidst spilled tears, ridiculously lost
Fortune's a paradox without an end
A captive's plight, in spellbound fear
Without precocious wanderlust,
Sprinkled in dust-bound thought.
Bound, trussed up, cocooned
In useless thought ridiculously lost
In useless thought ridiculously lost
Cocooned in useless thought
Ridiculously lost, trussed up, bound
Fortune's precocious wanderlust
Fortune's precocious wanderlust
Spilled tears amidst the sprinkled dust
Spilled tears amidst the sprinkled dust
Fortune's spilled tears, the wanderlust
Precocious amidst the sprinkled dust.
Spellbound to fear, a captive's plight
Spellbound to fear, a captive's plight
A paradox without an end in sight
A paradox without an end in sight
Captive to fear without an end in sight
A paradox's spellbound plight.
Cocooned, trussed up, a useless sight
Amidst spilled tears, ridiculously lost
Fortune's a paradox without an end
A captive's plight, in spellbound fear
Without precocious wanderlust,
Sprinkled in dust-bound thought.
Published 16th May 2016
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Anonymous
18th May 2016 00:53am
I find this form fascinating, even with it's obnoxious repetitions.
What is the sprinkled dust I ask
What is the sprinkled dust I ask
I don't know why I feel I must know
i don't know why I feel I must know
I feel I must know the sprinkled dust
I don't know why I ask
What is the sprinkled dust I ask
What is the sprinkled dust I ask
I don't know why I feel I must know
i don't know why I feel I must know
I feel I must know the sprinkled dust
I don't know why I ask
Your comments always have a little kernel of hilarity about them. It was a challenge for me. Now it's a bit of been there, done that, pretty sure I don't want to do it again.
