self-destruction won't last forever
Temporary Measures
I don't want to become like you,Regression of nature
Evolution old, not new
I only wanted a lift,
Naturally would have been good
Not the tsunami shift
That left me reeling,
Aching worse than before.
Wish I was devoid of all feeling.
Even liquid, legal would have sufficed
Just so I would forget,
Not take the cake before it was sliced.
And now words just come
Meanderingly, intermittently.
I want to hitchhike, put out my thumb,
Be taken away from this space
So constricted, confined
But so free just to walk, and not give chase
There is still some fire left in my hands
But should I relight the spark within
Or let it disappear, like all the world's sands.
Cable, crystal, do what you like
To mine everything, leave it exposed, a pit.
Any day now the tyres will hit a great spike,
And puncture and blow
Karma from the trees, the debris.
Destruction doesn't pay, you know
So long as you know this is temporary
There's no way I'll follow you
Straight to Freo cemetery
But I have few precious seconds
To fly away from this maze
While all the time the darkness beckons,
So count with me,
One, two...go
Poetry by Caila Ihle
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Written on 2006-08-26 at 04:22
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