Trapping Radicals

Often we choose solutions to problems that merely create more problems

Demanding more soluitions to similar smelling problems

It's called living or something like it

Like Animals

Eating free radical laced air

Irrigating flesh with that air

Living is slowly dying

Taking the very air

Away from something else

Trapping radicals

Complicated in networks of fleshy molecules

Trapped in my red mueseum

A willful unplugging

On the way to a powerful vacation

So many great ways to come undone

To unwind while in waiting

Some, for a while, will call it living

Others, after a while, will call it something closer to dying

Very fine solutions as to what to call problems

Can turn the most ancient killing fires

Into the greatest of opportunities

Just ask the Chin dynasty

Reviews

[Lucas Maas]

"Living is slowly dying" or is slowly dying living? Very ominous outlook on the process of life but beautiful all the same. I see this poem as a perspective on life when someone lacks purpose. If we have no purpose or reason to live then we are in fact: "after a while, will call it something closer to dying".

[Davidgeo]

"Living is slowly dying" or is slowly dying living? -- that's one way to say nothing. read more"Living is slowly dying" or is slowly dying living? -- that's one way to say nothing.

Do you really think this is about a lack of purpose? Dumb a*s, it's about the oppo. It's about what to do with purpose. If you wanna take the pretentious "knowing" route you might, first, wanna know what the f**k you're talking about. That dumb a*s poem of mine really wasn't that abstract. If you are going to comment - at least read the whole f*****g poem. (you clearly did not past the first two stanza's). Don't come back.