Jennifer Ottinger

Rookie (8/10/94 / St. Paul)

Cycling Downward - Poem by Jennifer Ottinger

Sinking slowly, pressure building
Hands reaching, lungs collapsing
Everything is disappearing from sight
It wasn't my fault
I just wanted more
To feel, to love, to be loved
Am I forbidden from it all?
My heart was set in on place
Then the rug was ripped
Right out from under me
Am I banned from life?
Born
Grow up
Work
Die
my cycle seems to be set


Comments about Cycling Downward by Jennifer Ottinger

  • Saadat Tahir (8/18/2012 2:25:00 PM)


    a very apt pronunciation on the vagaries of modern a job-city combo....
    because that is what decides...what and how we shall be, it dictates and decides our very existence...

    lovely... liked it
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 18, 2012



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