Thursday, February 24, 2011


Like Sisyphus I bear a burden
But rather than a boulder
I must roll my heart up hill
And cry as it escapes my grasp,
Reverting and regressing
Lessons learned in tumbling,
Cascading back to adolescence,
Reabsorbing impacts in my childhood.


  1. The last four lines are PERFECT!

    I love the sysphian image. One of the most interesting of Dante's tortures, I think.

  2. I actually put that together from two images online. Was surprised no one else had made it first.


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