Friday, January 13, 2006

oh combustion - 1/13/2006

i wanted to say something
but I'm so tired
i feel like they took out
all my wires
and left me with
vacuum tubes
obsolete hydraulics
are the only way
i can move
fueled on charcoal fire
burning me out
from the inside
i've seen my
ash falling by
the way
and all the world's
a passersby
and all my insides
are on display
strewn against the sky
pollution of my

oh combustion
is a furious thing
that i'm too tired
to deny


Anonymous Anonymous said...

awesome poem.

9:51 PM, January 14, 2006  

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