Feeling like Sisyphus
Friday, April 6, 2012 at 02:41PM "One must imagine Sisyphus happy"
Albert Camus
The futility of hoping against hope
is coursing through my veins
on a sunny "Good Friday."
The firmament of pressed skin
and Wednesday's corporeal pungence
colludes with desire and distance.
A glimpse can be
an intoxicating invitation
for primal salivation and brute carnality.
A glimpse can be
an ephemeral inducement
to grasp at ghosts.
I feel weak and encouraged
in your presence.
I feel beggared and galvanized
in your absence.
Robert Bielecki | Comments Off | 