disjointed

by jamelah

Posted to Action Poetry on 2002-08-25 15:25:00

Parent message is 267065
time is sharp like a knife
and i run my fingers over its edges
i could cut myself
but bleeding’s not worth the effort
and i know it. so tell me, what’s it matter
if i lose it now or later? if now’s as good a time as any–
or would it be better if i waited until tomorrow
to pull at my frayed edges
and see if i finally fall apart?
what’s it matter anyway if i’m broken or if i’m whole?
the lights are out and i am on this ride
and nobody’s sitting beside me to laugh as i scream
while i plummet downward