Saturday, January 11, 2014

Watching the rust

I've broken many things,
I've broken them again,
all through this habit,
I've broken to keep together
the sense of meaning of myself.

Every break I remind myself
I respond with rousing necessity
with right speech and good sight
the moments are too precious, I've found
so I keep breaking to bring them back.

Watching the edges tarnish, slowly,
I plunge it into the sand, faster i say
I need to fix you, so that i may do
I have no reason to wield a weapon
but i can live to fix it, on and on.

fascinated by myself, excited
I have made myself my life's work
the process must not halt, ever
I must break and fix, forever
for that is what my life means.

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