Another poem

I've been thinking of posting a poem here from time to time.

Here's one I wrote on April 21st, after attending a poetry reading with my cousin:

In lassitude, I'm worn
Frayed like so much tattered thread
As fragmented, enmeshed as a mass of yo-yo strings,
Separated from their shifty hubs

I'm beckoned, yet I resist the pull,
So strong it is, as the original course of a river
Must violently call her sister back to her mother-bed
Here roars such certainty

Pillowed in moss, festooned in stringy garlands,
Some forest king's best captive, willing, crustily unsavoury
Last week's rank argumetns unshed from heavy pockets
A silvered moon hangs, silently, aware.

...it's just a draft, but feel free to let me know what you think of it.

Enjoy your week!