nyucatherine

nyucatherine
2001-10-29 20:17:58 (UTC)

pin

i keep writing
the same damn poem
same old song
filling up the air
with a dance
same tears
same problems
nothing changes
same suffocation
same exhaustion
same words
same rhythm
nothing changes
it all goes by
meaning slips past me like a tear across your nose
just keeps sliding
on the slippery slope of my mind
where nothing makes sense
and everything connects
into this vast plain
of intangibility
something you can’t
touch
or feel
or live without
something so intrinsic
so terrible
a pin in the heart
to keep me
from crying




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