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The Elastic Clause
by Matthew ZangenWeve learned to ride our instincts slowly
because they tend to smash into each other;
elastic collisions stretch fates apart
so we can split atoms when we come together
in the name of peace.
We all fall down
when our weights see us to the ends
of ropes that snap hope when youre seeing for the last time
that maybe youre better off using momentum to smash, split, stretch,
snap, and slip your way into something more comfortable.
Coffins are lined with pillows, may you rest in peace
until I save up the courage to buy my plot next to yours. 07/27/2004 Author's Note: some lines never get cut, even when they should break on their own.
Posted on 07/27/2004
Copyright © 2024 Matthew Zangen
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 07/27/04 at 07:39 PM VERY provacative imagery. I agree that some of these lines could stand alone, but they do fit nicely here as well. Moving through life is not always smooth, even at its best. |
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