Trapeze Artist

Looked around and saw dreary moribund routine drudgery.

Straight Lines. Queues. Patterns. Excel Workbooks.

Tomes of paperwork. Codified insecurities. Unhinged aspirations.

Unchecked greed. Fear. Envy. Mistrust. Misery.

Looked out the window and saw the massive Gulmohur trees swaying in the rain.


Beautiful!


Went outside and soaked in the moment.


Found myself drenched and unable to enjoy what only moments ago had seemed so relaxing.


Retreated back into that insincere fortress of braggadocio, insincere praise and hollow men


Decided I didn't care.


I lack the physical constitution for the great outdoors and the emotional constitution for the void which we inhabit.

I am a human being and a trapeze artist.

You are too.

Staff in hand, we crawl forward- inch by inch.

Comments

  1. IPSITAAugust 13, 2020 at 4:19 PM

    Brutal Truth!

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  2. buddhu buddhaAugust 13, 2020 at 7:17 PM

    and young hearts beat and await
    an invite
    to the site.
    The dark dusty room
    signs a broom
    to tired waiting hearts.
    No.Happy with dusts.

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  3. UnknownAugust 14, 2020 at 9:51 AM

    Very nice. Many words are not there even in Oxford dictionary. We have to consult Shashi Tharoor.

    ReplyDelete

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