No Ending
10September 29, 2021 by petrujviljoen
Copyright Petru J Viljoen
decades of journaling too much perhaps the stuff I want need to write is so humiliating I can’t. don’t.
the corrupting
of innocence, even
into now.
I changed the way I walk, speak, dress and nothing but strategic punishment from society for a woman at large. at large. Hell. Writing? So even into the now I scroll Twitter and Instagram the drivel is balm and it’s endless.
hours, days
wasted months
– oblivion
It’s been years.
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Linked to Dverse Poets Haibun Monday
petrujviljoen 
I love the way you encapsulate the frustrations involved in the writing process. I’ve switched my Twitter and Instagram notifications off so I only check them once or twice a day!
I love it! What your words say hits home
yup
It’s a love/hate relationship. (K)
True, but more creative pessimism than depressive realism, I hope. My decades of journaling summed: “Damn,” sometimes I swear / “…can’t even read my own writing!” / It’s like talking to no one there. Or: My pen is brass and copper, / but it adds no weight to my words.
I have the same problems with my journals. Pages and pages undecipherable! What’s the point? Thanks for the visit Howard. Appreciate.
I really love this, the use of strike-through describes the painful process of writing
Indeed. To fit the prompt! Thanks.
That haiku…it hits. I really like the style, so original, searing, with the 2 haiku. Really enjoyed reading.
Thank you!