Escape Velocity

You beat me again
         and again I run
and again I re­turn
to the fa­mil­iar com­fort of
ter­ror and the bruises you leave
     and I leave
     on you
     on me. 

[no this is not about my life, for]

we jump not to­ward the sky
but away from the earth;
a mo­ment of tear­ing,
a prim­i­tive need like
pen­e­tra­tion or
face deep in the fold of a pil­low
the strain against the at­mos­phere
the ea­ger joy of pos­si­bil­ity
that fray­ing sense that
     this time
     we will
              break through
     be free
     of this earth we love.

[and again I fall
through the fa­mil­iar
com­fort of ter­ror
and back into your arms]

Since I’m not code­pen­dent I could be way off base here with my as­so­ci­a­tion be­tween it and the at­trac­tion of grav­ity, but I also tried to do things in this poem that I nor­mally don’t do in other ones, ex­pand­ing thoughts into mul­ti­ple im­ages, and be­ing what I think of as more cliché in my sub­ject mat­ter and ex­po­si­tion. By that I guess I mean I’m try­ing to write with less in­tent and more in­stinct. Feedback is wel­come, since I don’t re­ally know what is go­ing on here.

4 thoughts on “Escape Velocity

  1. I’ll an­swer that with an­other ques­tion if you don’t mind. Have you ever loved some­thing that is bad for you?

    Your ques­tion does bring to light a weak­ness though…

  2. I know what you’re try­ing to con­vey, I’m just not sure if love is the right word for this poem. I feel like the line in ques­tion shouldn’t be about how “we” feels- that al­ready per­me­ates through­out, but how the earth feels about we. It’s an­other op­por­tu­nity to make a sim­ile or metaphor for the earth’s grav­ity. Whatever. I’ve been away from writ­ing work­shops for far too long. 🙂

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