Disgust II
by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen — Read all 1,670 poems by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
I throw my self down
in disgust.
There’s no point!
Life’s not just!
Surely mind’s answering quest
doesn’t comply with human dust?
Eyeing self that eyes me back,
conversations shout
without soul's tact.
"Life’s not just!" I tell its lack,
"Surely people will see my death
as separate from my questions asked,
god on high … will I last?"
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 8/30/06
"When we're forgotten, we cease to exist."
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
"When we're forgotten, we cease to exist."
Not to worry. :)
Erin
:) Love and blessings
Ch'erie