Part B
Or is it merely the,
Hemp rope of time.
An ever tightening noose.
Irrelevant struggle while it constricts,
Leaving you weaker, and weakening, and weakened,
Finally leaving a lifeless dangling husk.
Hemp rope of time.
An ever tightening noose.
Irrelevant struggle while it constricts,
Leaving you weaker, and weakening, and weakened,
Finally leaving a lifeless dangling husk.
4 comments:
i am just gonna be crap and say oooh inc i like that!
have a smashin weekend!
Another bleak streak, inc. BTW,why is the rope hemp?
I like the sense of tragedy over passive acceptance. I won't belabor my optimistic exit. I wonder if Pascal's 'God shaped hole in every man' would be the last human element to shrivel.
I think, i could be wrong, hemp was the traditional english hangmans rope.
:)
been a while since i last looked into the rituals of hanging...
cool, shall have to research that, I wonder if it's related to the thorns...
that'd be my first guess :)
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