Thrown

7:28pm Thursday, July 31, 2003

 

resting my little butt on the
  edge of a razor
holding myself together by
  a thought
    a prayer
maybe tomorrow will bring
    a ladder
so I can climb down from my
    precarious roost
but someone once said
    tomorrow never comes
so here I sit
for all eternity
    on the thrown of my own creation
patiently awaiting
that which will never happen
and weaving tales
    of heroism and heroine
for any audience I can claim
with the knowledge
    that one day
I'll get tired and
    have to take a seat.

Author's Note

title homonym intentional

Reviews

[Sean Augy]

Really interesting. I liked the wording. A great poem.
Excellent Work
~Augy