Entangled

 

Entangled

~

he spent his life
building and feathering his nest
head down
consumed in the process

a man committed
to the industry
of his task

so capable
so indendent
no time for distraction

wanting nothing
to interrupt
his single-minded endeavor

not needing
nor asking
for help
from anyone

finally one day
he rose up
to look around

to discover
he had achieved
every goal

every accomplishment
was indeed his alone
but terribly alone
he had no one

he was isolated
was entangled
in his cold
calculated
singular
success

he was
empty

and
sad

~ ~ ~

rob kistner © 2012

19 thoughts on “Entangled”

  1. I like this poem very much. Very happy to see you at Poetry Jam. By the way I find it difficult to find this black on black comment box and almost gave up. But anyway Thanks for participating and responding to my prompt. I am kind of late responding as our house has been crazy this week with my mother-in-law’s funeral. Hope to get back to my writing and responding schedule soon.

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