Tuesday, November 20, 2007

sketches: unfirm

i wave my head around,
act like i'm nuts,
just for a constant,
for something to trust.

something dependable,
safe, whole, and fair.
all those changes were coming
and now they're not there.

i don't understand the new pause that is here,
i'm moving in slow mo,
and i can't stand up straight,
theres no way away,
and i'm starting to ache.

i try to say things
or read messages so wrong
just to get something

whirling back into
its place, just to stay for one
sec and let me breathe.

scared and abandoned,
shaking and raw,
i want something to lean on
so i will not fall.

2 comments:

me...or is it? said...

ok now i'm confused. a little. i feel your nausea.

MACKAKELENZIO said...

are you commenting like a few minutes ahead of me? cuz when i was reading ur one comment and there wasn't one on the other i got this email that said that you commented again, and i was like.. huh? so then i checked and like.. it was there! ooh. we both here?

are you saying my poems make you nauseous?