Archive for the ‘Futility’ Category

Sornyaki

It’s wonderful, I guess,

that she gets a feeling of fulfillment from *that*,

I, alas, don’t.

Yet, I am judged by her standard, her mores.

While I don’t cast any stones, I stand condemned.

Is this fair?

 

(To be continued…)

       

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

Cuckoo Clock, Crooked, Kucku

Time marches on,

relentlessly, mercilessly, mockingly.

Time evaporates,

desecrates, eviscerates, obliterates.

Hope, gone.

Resistance, futile.

Tomorrow, die, or do it all again.

 

(To be continued…)

       

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

Drain 2

Mindlessly, we act and do,

variously, filling our days.

We fill

and we feel empty.

Meaninglessness drains,

ultimately kills.

(To be continued…)

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

Death Valley 2

Sometimes,

an overwhelming futility feeling

washes over me

and I lose all energy,

all sense of possibility…

the future is foreboding,

no point in continuing,

no point in anything,

beyond this present moment…

I lie on the floor,

detach,

it’s all I have

and all I can expect.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

Stalingrad, Wasted (Nazis)

The Nazi groaned, pained:

Eukodal and Pervitin,

made life worth living.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat