i somehow deleted this, so it's back up now


Nerve Supply


Shaking like an iceberg
has anchored under my skin
Tremors enough to shake
Foundations of lava,
Shapeshifter
Landslide coming down my mountain

When I come with
pockets full of steam
Signals sparking every
which way, wherever
gravity lands the airborne
Particles from my core

Muscle fibres twitch,
Spasm of fear, ice, heat
Combining so I'm numb
Feet don't touch ground
I'm flying, floating
Shock me, disconnect
Electricity in my veins





Poetry by Caila Ihle
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Written on 2006-08-24 at 08:31

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