Sisyphus Sadness i feel the sadness of the world sitting firmly on my heart, emotions stifled, rifled, rent and worn, from the start. i feel the sadness of the world fitted firmly on my back, staggering, stumbling, i take a step onto the aimless track. i feel the sadness of the world pressing, pounding in my head, thoughts of maudlin madness, thinking unsoundly, full of dread. i feel the sadness of the world stinging, burning my eyes, seeing, watching, staring, lonely, lonesome tears and cries. i feel the sadness of words ringing loudly in my ears, sounding, resounding, hearing the woeful voices of the years. i feel the sadness of the world pulling profoundly on my soul, powerful passions, pulsing, probing, plundering, leave me un-whole. i feel the sadness of the world placed implacably in the center of my palms, weighted worries, willful, woeful, and wieldy, positioned without qualms. i feel the sadness of the world dragging, draped around my feet,...
"Always be a poet, even in prose." ~ Charles Baudelaire