I caught myself
captive
in chains
in a cold corner
of comfortless
complacency,
unconscious
to the cost
on my character
as I cut the cord
to connection.
All words and drawings by Damien B. Donnelly
BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO.13, NAPOWRIMO
Deuxiemepeau Poetry by Damien B. Donnelly
Between the lines and through the lens…
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Connection to conviction? For me anyway, comfortless complacency would insulate me from connecting with my convictions. Thanks, your poem made me think and question, and I really enjoyed the alliteration as well!