by Matthew Sharp

exit wound/entrance womb
nest mature strive
eat sleep
assume formation
in a chair to closed blinds
or nevermind
the effort of caring
isnt worth the bliss of carelessness
in terminal velocity
a comfortable stillness
sets into view
decisive mind string
natures universe
a shrine
erected to honor the ancestors plight
of instinctual obviousness
earning sanctity


Author's Note:

Posted on 01/04/2008
Copyright © 2021 Matthew Sharp

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Alison McKenzie on 01/04/08 at 03:36 PM

You had me at "entrance womb."

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