The beast

Brian RouthAnxious

The endless games the pointlessness of worlds the strivings of egos and vanities the desparation of permanence to fix itself in time and space

hands are around my throat from the inside the beast is inside me I am no longer myself

I am everything good and bad solid and fluid actual imagined

Brian Routh

SourceLicence:CC BY-ND 2.0

Mood:: Anxious
Topics:: self, throat, ego, beast

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Brian Routh's poem begins by looking outward at a world that seems exhausting and empty: "endless games," egos and vanities, and a desperate human need to make things last, to "fix" permanence in time and space.

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