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to accept, grasp, and ignore life

I want to ask directions

the quickest path out of or deeper through

the lack of light stick to the skin like mud

and every map points me to hunt my own back

it's logical and it is so very cold

I can feel tiny explosions behind my eyelids

a dark point of every little useless arrow that led me here

it's in pencil, faded and my fingertips are all blackened

I question myself as though I cared for the answer... or the questions

where do light go when you find yourself wanting

why isn't there a button I can press to implode

... to focus my spread out self into a single point

I don't care where I'm heading

I just want to get there... fast...

I walked, stopped and backed away...

... and I think I'm still backing away


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Publicerad 2011-07-04 23:30



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