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A Slippery Slope

written by: Anne G

@TheInkTruth

 

A slippery slope, did I traverse.

In search of what,

I could not name.

I climbed the mountains of my mind

and scaled the cliff-sides of my brain.

Sublime ascent.

Inane descent.

Alas!

Unanswered questions ruminate.

A slippery slope, that of my quest.

Anne G

Anne G

JUNE 2016 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Why write?
I write because I am:
Driven to distraction by the inequities of the society in which we live.
Motivated by cruelty, abuse, ignorance and indifference.
My intention: To poke, prod and provoke!
"Moderation is a fatal thing. Nothing succeeds like excess." - Oscar Wilde
Anne G

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