someone called me this...i responded lol


"If only they knew that it's enough to be just a little bit wounded and sad in order to obtain everything without fighting for it"- Jean Anouilh

Wondering what might have been
Erasers of seams pending
Awareness, ability to admit
Raw, closed, sutured with the answer book.

Inferential nuclei of response
Try not to push past the threshold

And set off the nitrified fuse.
Numbers are figures, they're smoke to me, they're straw
Drive the point harder to the flame

White, beige, metal
Oh, to be a ventriloquist.
News travels in the byways above,
Dipping through greenery
Exposed and open, free-
Relinquished of all its worth

Whiteboard covered in chalkdust
Hiding the space you occupy
Yet some are invisible to nothing

Poetry by Caila Ihle
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Written on 2006-08-04 at 11:43

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this poem deserves a world recognition