"Daily crucifixion."

[Ris Yerg]

Morning. Coffee. Cigarette.
Thoughts, icy thorns,
Plaited in a wreath ...
Words, barbed wire,
Twisted together in a whip ...
I meditate.
Ten calm minutes before
A "Daily crucifixion" starts.
This friendly world.
It awaits me.

[billy]

for me, your poem has lots of insights RY.
mostly it shows how on a daily basis we prepare
to face the world. and how gruesome an act it is
as we gird our loins thru the morning ritual.

thanks for the read.

[Ris Yerg]

Hi, Billy!
You are quite right!
Morning - is a ritual, routine ... We all dream for something outstanding, unusual but our experience,
alas, brings us down. Life is life. But Hope is Hope!
Thanks, R.Y.

[critical mass]

good poem

Feels like me, except for the meditation, its more like calculations.

David

[Ris Yerg]

Thank you, David!
R.Y.