Sunday, July 1, 2012

"Aberrant"- A Poem

I try to explain
the words won't form
my mouth asks for help
like the air is dense with itself
so full of itself

and if it were winter 
things might be different
things might be better

but the clock just kept ticking
and i just kept thinking, considering
about how people need 
so much
people need each other
to cling to 

and for some aberrant 
I can't end things anymore
they just go on and on, 
then they start up again

like those roller-coasters 
you see at the amusement park
that I never ride.

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