Of temples and hotels by Scott CadenceI live inside
this body
I use it to move
through the world
I draw from the energy
contained within
my human
genome
to accelerate
till combustion
becomes fire
and fire
creates light
and I can finally
see my reckless
and smothered
reflection in the mirror
allowed
once again
the rush
of blood
to hit my face
and feel alive.
I sleep inside
this body
I use it to wrap myself
in a secret dream
I allow my ideas
of satisfaction
to destroy its most
basic defenses
and what
should be innate
suddenly requires
translation
in order
to function
I’m given another
medication
and I try
to not imagine
the silent and cunning
progress of the stranger
replicating at will inside me
but I’m haunted
by the paths
that were ahead,
by the memories
of broken lovers,
by the things I can
no longer give
my mother,
all crying out
under my skin.
And I could easily
die inside
this body
if I let this define
the measurements
and capabilities
of my soul
so I must pull forth
the courage it takes
and use it to
transform myself
to accelerate
till combustion
becomes fire
and fire
creates light
and I can finally
see my reckless
and smothered
reflection in
the mirror
allowed
once again
a rush of hope
to fill my life
and live again.
07/23/2009 Author's Note: there is a future out there you never imagined for yourself... do not make the mistake of treating your temples as hotels.
Posted on 07/23/2009 Copyright © 2024 Scott Cadence
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Nicole D Gregory on 07/23/09 at 09:29 AM I am in awe. This is so humble in is perspective and so strong in its mentoring. Very strong. ~N |
Posted by Timothy Wilson on 07/09/11 at 05:56 AM This was great. I loved the style and the way it reads out. Good stuff man. |
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