|
Multiplication As Declination
by J. P. DaviesIf I should multiply,
and one of me became two.
Then my very uniqueness,
would boil down to sludge,
like the tar left on the bottom
of a coffee pot left on all day.
If all my dreams were suspended,
and my life flashed a sign of,
To Be Continued...
Then I might just die inside,
while my multiple result,
would grow with all my joy.
I wouldn't want to diminish,
as they grew from without.
{If one becomes two,
and the original dies,
all that's left is a shell
searching for identity} 04/05/2004 Author's Note: OH PLEASE SAY IT AIN'T SO!!!
Posted on 04/05/2004
Copyright © 2024 J. P. Davies
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Rula Shin on 04/06/04 at 09:14 PM What a unique poem...evocative of the controversy surrounding cloning (in my mind) though this poem touches only upon the question of 'originality' and 'uniqueness' of character/personality/essence. What of the so-called 'soul'? If it exists does one split into two or is another created in the theorized extension of 'without'? I LOVE the title as well. Great job with this piece! :-) |
|
