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Collapsing Vertically
by J. P. DaviesI could lie and say,
"I'm better off here."
But...
If reaching beyond is wrong,
then I'm trying to lose my arm.
Tendons separate and ligaments tear,
as tenaciously I strain farther.
If there's nothing better,
then I will tranquilly perch
upon pretences of happiness.
The softly simpering singing,
of dum deedle do's and thumbs,
which striving only to twiddle
will rotate the faster for it.
I swear I'll run away.
Chest heaving, while sweat pours,
I'm striving to separate
my skin from my soul.
The admonition of guilt,
as concussive sole slaps
even up with my heart's
race to death.
And collapsing vertically,
I find I'll never leave.
So I'll tear myself apart,
and throw every piece
over the prison wall.
04/22/2004 Posted on 04/22/2004
Copyright © 2024 J. P. Davies
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 04/26/04 at 04:07 AM The realization of this infinite prison together with with the realization of the indefatigable walls is so evident here.The distress too.'And collapsing vertically,
I find I'll never leave.
So I'll tear myself apart,
and throw every piece
over the prison wall.' Well, the process of surmounting these walls will have to continue despite the absurdity. This is LIFE.
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