the numbness theme again...


Disconnected


I'm freezing, yet it's not cold
I can feel my cells collapsing
And the darkness beckoning,

Pointed finger curling
And there's no one else around,
No one else it could be

So close but yet so far
No sugar for this diabetic
And I'm glucose intolerant

Silent screams muffled
By all the mysentery blurring
The avenues for infection,

For infiltration
For enforcing a complete shutdown
Of this minefield

My limbs are already disfigured,
My stomach lining's already burnt
So swallow, take a big gulp

And let it all sink in.




Poetry by Caila Ihle
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Written on 2006-09-10 at 04:27

Tags Numbness  Dark 

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Saga
This is very hauntingly deep. But wonderful description of fear, wonderful.
2006-09-10


Zachary P. B.
wow.

this is me and you and every and anyone, but still no one, because we're alone when we're "disconnected"

you never fail to amaze me, poet...

z
2006-09-10


BlueyedSoul
sounds like depression to me...

I can feel my cells collapsing
And the darkness beckoning

chilling write and yes I can feel the numbness.

~Cindy
2006-09-10


Rob Graber
Aptly titled, this poem delivers disconnectedness! (I started to write, "conveys the feeling of being disconnected"; but that seems misleading or even contradictory, given the themes of numbness and aienation FROM feeling, in the usual sense of the word...)
2006-09-10