Poem -
Sloth Divine
The Medusa I Cannot Slay
I hate her fruit...
The messy house
The empty stomach
The unpaid bills
The swallowed time
The hopes deferred
The illness
But I love her...
The daydreaming
The cozy sleep ins
The warm comfort
The melancholy and sentiment
The present mindfulness
The safe seclusion
The delusion of autonomyÂ
Comments
Love is love, I guess x
Love the contrast in this piece. Simple and effect little write. Brilliant. PxÂ