Tuesday, April 3, 2012

One poem a day until May.

Here is a poem on the top of my head. I listened to "Snow & Taxis" by Gold Panda while I wrote it. Lately I have just been typing anything that comes to my head and keeping it. I'm not very proud of that, but I have a few other priorities restraining my time. Enjoy.

Sometimes It Is Alright

There is a constant beat
Of maddening pulse
Hypnotizing rhythm
Keeping my feeble, sickly bones

There are words
That don’t need to be said
To tell me how to move.
The person inside me
Does not always need to think.

It is alright
To believe in nothing.