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by Emily Tong

i feel generally uninspired
and nothing from these tired eyes and lips
is anything worth anything.
i'm wasting so much time
with stupid words, lyrics, rhymes
to a song that's in my head.
what am i trying to say? i
wish i could say,

but i'm just as confused about myself as
i am about the physics of things, and
theoretical relativity and mass and it's relation
to energy. tired, but with more than enough
mass, i find it hard to believe the equation.
and all things constant run from
me at the speed of light. burned to ash
in my hands and through the fingertips
they fall.
what have i learned about the
nature of things, about my self?
nothing.

03/23/2008

Posted on 03/31/2008
Copyright © 2024 Emily Tong

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 03/31/08 at 03:36 AM

Brilliant.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 03/31/08 at 02:40 PM

Well done. I really like that conclusion line in stanza two - "i find it hard to believe the equation".

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