Saturday, January 29, 2011

Limited

Do me a favor and don't read anything into these next three poems, please and thank you :)
Limited

I’ve always wondered
how far I could be
pushed, stretched
pained,
before broken

I haven’t experienced
much of suffering
but I think
I’m always closer to
finding out
finding answers
finding refuge

in what? in safety?
no, not really, more
in living precariously
stupidly
with reckless abandon

I haven’t been
broken yet and I
can’t be touched because
I’m not all here
anyway

so why not push
an invisible limit?

2 comments:

  1. This is beautiful!

    "I can't be touched because I'm not all here anyway" is a fantastic, almost haunting line :)

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