desire rides in quickly <br />at times <br />seems to lead <br />or <br /> delay <br />control or displace <br /> <br />the hunger inside <br />of our dimly lit <br />never-ending and <br /> secret place <br />where a need <br />casts an arrow <br />into the heart <br />of the darkness <br /> <br />holding on <br />to <br /> yourself <br />accepting a change <br />with questioning <br />why <br />and why is there <br />to replace <br />the chaos <br />that's breaking <br />the silence <br />confusing stubborn certainty <br />with meeting all requests <br />compliance without understanding <br /> <br />drowning in confusion <br />directing into current life <br />at an almost hidden degree <br />inertia <br />engulfed in a flame <br />close enough to burn <br />but not be seen <br /> <br />a system or cycle <br />abandoned <br />or hardened <br />with poetry and happiness <br />crying about what was taken <br />opening up to randomness <br />mentally noted <br />disagreement in your voice <br />ignorant of the irony <br />in finding <br /> perfection<br /><br />Thomas Quentin Sims<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/desire-rides-quickly/
