�Downhill�
A breath away
from LA�s 2%
but the motivation to inhale
has been extinguished
by two hinges above the floor
Now, some here
a little there it all adds up
and recounts
all 75,000 consolations,
that explains
why the numbers
keep building up
and out
It just goes around
a little
before your arms
can no longer reach
I almost fear
that breath is out of reach
that no matter
How many times I deny myself
those circumference increasing
lightheadedness preventing-
Still. I kind of like
That high
that comes from being
Self-deprived
As good as that is
I�m, weak to keep it
and I break down
75,000 later
I�m even deeper into self-pity.
I�ll make my back hurt
and my muscles ache
Till my bones are bare
fill it with the other things
that seem to lighten
the other girls moods
but who identifies
with the grief?
I built such a strong
Fortress
just to watch it sink
too heavy to hold its own weight
there I stood with that pain
from two hinges above the
floor on the right
telling me it�s all
Down.
hill from
here
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