Lacklustre by Grant Harbison
Another drudging
day
Of dreary
things to come my way
Musters
lacklustre
Lamentations
and rues
Fuel for my
middling seasonal blues
The tedium
of chores
Wholly bores
Floundering
any dedication
Inertia
chokes my inspiration
Eschewing
any form of communication
Left in my
shell with stagnating ambition
Incapacitated
Incapable of
decision
Bereft of
exultation
No cause for
rejoice
With limited
expectations
I was never
spoilt for choice
Jaded
through time
Disappointments
aplenty
But as hard
as it was to take
Ever let
down gently
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