Catharsis

Posted on Jan 20th, 2007 by

Catharsis

There is a great furnace in you just waiting to be lit

Strike a match in that cold black hole

Do you hear the ether ignite? Now you know what hunger is...

Break the chair you're sitting in and stoke that fire

Run around like a crazy person and throw in everything that isn't you

There is no fuel shortage here!

~Poetry by Grace Gibson

-oOo-

I love this poem..
it really hits the nail on the head when it comes to what I am working at right now.

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