Monday, November 17, 2008

Through The Rubble

young man
you've been sitting against this wall
caressing the cracks with your thoughts
forming a bond with the tough concrete
because you say
nothing else is solid.
you looked at me
and said that
you were living the days through
tracing the slab
with a tongue birthed from
towards the clockwork and social impositions
that make fighting self-destruction
so hard.
young man
the mold outgrown from your back
has kept you
from pulling yourself up
because we both know that
nothing is solid.


Josh Gomez said...

This is pretty powerful. I can relate to this very well..Good damn job!

Caresse Isabelle said...

"Nothing is solid."

It's almost heart-wrenching how true that is.