Miscarriage of Confabulation

nit-picking inparticulars
in reminiscences
irrationally rage
no virtuousness confirmed
on a high moldering stage
a forlorn actor
no hero to play
the narrative so far
a meticulously constructed crust
mosaic of cherished debris
long and gently tended
slips and shatters
scattering like scales off a crystal fish
across the dust-dry boards
naked and defenseless
writhing worm rasping unwritten lines
a sad show performed before empty seats
cold echoes of its own croaks
return as mocking applause
a feedback loop
tying up loose ends to their beginnings
like a noose
around the failed storyteller’s neck

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2 Responses to “Miscarriage of Confabulation”

  1. christybharath Says:

    brilliantly-spun!

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