Slow Monotony

I’m feeling strange and sort of petrified,
like frozen, not afraid.
Preserved in time, a fragment,
of what I could become.

Evening comes and days are through,
’til all begins again.
Getting older every day,
a current, a refrain.

There’s a slow monotony,
short-circuiting my fragile mind.
Passing time seems make-believe,
I’ve had to pause my game.

All goes on and on and on and on,
and on and on again.
I’m tired of rounding circles in,
my current, my refrain.

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“The Cracks are Beginning to Show” Watercolour Pencil on Paper. Copyright Katy Matilda Neo, 30/01/16.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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“Breakdown”. Watercolour Pencil on Paper. Copyright Katy Matilda Neo, 14/04/16.

Accompanying artwork: “The Cracks are Beginning to Show” and “Breakdown”.

Copyright Katy Matilda Neo, 2016. All Rights Reserved.

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