escape is a word that sweetly singes those who have no way...
but what fate awaits those who are enslaved
by mediocrity,anonymity, sheer uninterested invisibility...
to merely submissily, submissively, submit
upon the lounging, lazy, lanky, languor lying heavy upon your limpid neck...
doldrums drumming,
lentemente strumming,
all linger...all finger...
slowly stirring the swirls of somnolence........................................
who does dare rupture
such delcious dipping of one's dimly lit nuancive niches
out of the softly laid silkly plied slumber
that awaits all ready to smoothly swallow
such staccato actions/thoughts/feelings whole...............................
treacherous? ...yes....quite so...so very so....
(but oh what a verbous word that is)
why don't we just remember the pleasurous of passivity?