Exhaustion

Oh whisper, my resolute companion
Why has thou forsaken me?
For chaos does reign and dissonance pander
Such that I am stifled
Eruptive machinations of lingering bedlam
Tis not by mine own hand to decide
For justice waves it’s tattered flag
And night trumpets the bleakness of echoes
Nary a single pace brings a frail peace
For that which carries the burden of staccato
The drumming of stolen slumber
Vibrations of long lost thickened cords
Chambers within my vast memories
Resonance, yet filled with renewal
How yearning has shown atrophied thought
Emaciated beliefs given over to sorrow
None decorated with the splendor of silence
Ticking has commenced and concluded
Passed has the hours saved
Squandered, with angst and a trite despair
Fingerprints encased in hand leather
Such mystery allows much to remain
Steps emerge from routine memory
Cyclical phase and the movement of hands
Exhaustion lingers, yet refusing to roost
Fatigue swings a stoic pendulum
While desire faces the taunts and cod
Waters gather weightless slack
Perhaps the moment of happening
Depth, wise and honest and direct
But shattering and breakage collide
Again the piercing chimes of musketry
Temptress of flashing red and blue
Whispers, how do I seek thee?
Barren winds and emptiness
Hushed tranquillity and tiptoed repose
Alas, I am lost
Consumed by my helplessness
Trapped in eternal listening
My exhaustion unceasing

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R.J. Schwartz is an American Poet and Author. If you enjoyed Exhaustion, and would like to read more of his work, please use the following links.

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R J Schwartz

I write about everything and sometimes nothing at all.I'm fascinated by old things, rusty things, abandoned places, or anywhere that a secret might be unearthed.I'm passionate about history and many of my pieces are anchored in one concept of time or another.I've always been a writer, dating back to my youth, but the last decade has been a time of growth for me.I'm continually pushing the limitations of vocabulary, syntax, and descriptive phrasing.

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