Sporadic Ennui

It feels like

One afternoon

Night sky is alive

With light  reflects from the shadow of the sun

Bursting

Serene

 

On the hammock smoke

From the cigarette on my right hand

I puff

Blow

Sporadic ennui

The birth and death of my poetic memories

 

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2 thoughts on “Sporadic Ennui

  1. I like the notion that ennui could be so intermittent as to arise and disperse between puffs of a cig (which is a great image evoking ennui itself). I suspect that maintaining the understanding that all feelings are fleeting is a key to escaping existential despair.

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