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Life Is Not Over if You're Still Living
by Aaron BlairIf I put my hands against my chest,
I can feel my heart beating, insistently.
This is being alive?
The intake of breath, the expanding lungs,
the body a machine perfected, full of
purpose and knowing exactly what to
do with itself? I was young. I was dumb.
I never noticed. My tongue rattled in
my mouth like a pebble, making noises
about how the world made me weary,
broke down my machinery. Destroyed.
But life is not over if you're still living,
and nothing broken can never be fixed.
I'm not tired of the world. I don't know it. 12/09/2004 Author's Note: Happy to be alive. Finally.
Posted on 12/09/2004
Copyright © 2024 Aaron Blair
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Sarah Graves on 12/09/04 at 07:54 PM This piece seems to be full of so much introspective and being in question of our existance.. yet you seem to capture only but a moment in time. Very effective. |
| Posted by Tom Goss on 12/10/04 at 05:33 PM Wonderful descriptions, with an outlook I try so hard to achieve (but always with a wry smile). Love the pebble rattling part. |
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