Hamletian Horror

I’m still confused
Between aside and soliloquy
What I’m of the two
In a mammoth crowd
My being rushing into a soliloquy
In solitude I’m rendered into an aside
Releasing it’s charms and charges
And a host of phonemes long repressed
Languishly finding expressions
Withholding monotonous monologue of psyche
Laying table for a dialogue well punctuated
Making, breaking, repairing resolutions
Hamletian horror of ‘To do or not to do’
Now wreaking all the unthought havocs
©jeyforyou

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