Alterations

Alterations

A Poem by Amy
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I wrote this when everything was changing, and no one had the same relationship with anyone else as before.

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Let's call a truce

And stop this poisonous love

From trickling any more radiation

Into already spastic hands.

We used to be standing on something solid,

Platonic,

But that crumbled and we all fell

Into a void

Where nothing is held by gravity.

Tell me, how are you enjoying the anarchy

Which used to be nothing more

Than a patch on your sleeve, or bad,

Or duct-taped to your shoe?

When there is nothing, something, everything

How do we choose one form for the infinate to take?

Let's paint a sky and build an earth

So we have something to stand on when we say

"I don't know"

© 2008 Amy


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those first lines especially are the epitome of caustic relationships. Well written, profound poetry.

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Added on March 9, 2008

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I'm 17 love writing, and mostly write about my life. My poems mostly reflect thoughts that I have and want to consolidate and my short stories are inspired by random things. I love specific feedback, .. more..

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