Wednesday, August 24, 2011

"Crazy is a Relative Term"


Beautiful, awesome, stunning, I say.
A whole different world
where the rules are shifted
(for the better).

                              Crazy, dangerous, they say.
                              Stupid and risky, they say.
                              Precarious and self-destructive.

Adrenaline, I say. Focus and poise.
Control and balance.

                              Violence and power, they tell me.
                              Crashing and breaking and dying.

Yes, I admit. But tranquility too,
rythm and wonder--

                              Constant interruption
                              of what is irenic.

Exhilaration!

                              Idiocy.

Coordination?

                              Dumb luck.

Speed and triumph,
You've got to give me that,
At least.

                             Perhaps, but
                             speed is accidental,
                             triumph is misplaced.

It is freeing!

                             It is freefall.

No. It is
flight.

3 comments:

  1. Very interesting. I like how you have the poem formatted as well.

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  2. a poem i had to read over and over to not miss a piece, very stong writing.

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  3. beautiful! i love the style and the word choice its an amazing poem!

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