As I lay
shackled in all your Mire
The stink of it
Reeking insinuations
About just How you really belong
Oh, yes, I'm flailing
only against my participation
that's a good reason
to slouch, laze about
What could be you
Reason
your way on shaky absolutes
the Best ones always
seem to go...:

'Frost on misdeeds gone past
Followed my misgivings home
Even at the community Annex
they soon found The Way
Life lived on insipid edge
You/They introduced me to Betray
How I fought to gorge myself instead
I could really seek
no other manual of options left
remaining with that reek,
imprisoned in the Machinations of Bereft.'

The Best ones
serve to sway your mind
about all that time, spent
slurching for persuasions in all of us
are half sunk in the muck
Breathing heavily
gagging on how pointless it is to count on Luck
sinking steadily, it's a Mire of Certainty
Panic in the mire,
as I must remain.

Great feeling in this one....Good job

Thanks MzEm! Glad to see you back!

nice write

Pretty good, a little confused with the off capitalization. Don't know if that was the intention or not, but it does detract from the write a bit seeing a word in the middle of a sentence capitalized that doesn't need to be. Has a good follow, leads well, and is pretty well written...just the capitalization that gets me.

Thanks Fear...as for the confusion, the words are meant to be capped. I did it draw attention to them so the reader gets into their mind the image of a mire, how they belong and so for forth.