Annex by Erik Jensen Me? I am never enough. It's never enough to, say, know. I used to borrow words and wait until they were forgotten by their owners and too much of me to belong elsewhere. Later, I moved against ideas - swallowing them and swirling them in me until their borders lapsed. Delicious but only momentarily filling. I sank my teeth into each and licked my fingers clean. Now, I hunt context, a whisper soft photograph flash speculation. Gone and gone forever, only to reinvent and explode again. Never enough. 03/20/2010 Author's Note: Rip me apart on this one. Posted on 03/21/2010 Copyright © 2024 Erik Jensen Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Charlotte Smith on 03/21/10 at 05:37 PM I love poetry about language itself, so it's no surprise I like this one. If I would change anything, it would be to delete the first and last lines...but I love the idea of borrowing words and swallowing ideas. Appropriate but unexpected :) Posted by Samiah Haque on 07/07/11 at 01:24 AM this poem is beautiful, and if a poem can be a perfect thing, then this is that poem. every word is honored with a purpose it fulfills, completing it feels like the end of a road that is not an end really...speechless, and lovely. thank you Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)