BOILING POINTS BEYOND
these pressures spike
like a boiler over-stoked
straining structure
testing limits of design
but these flames
are not external
they rise within
and threaten our demise
too many fuels
are in the pipeline
each one demanding
exclusive fire
each adding heat
to conflagrations
redoubling stress
that tears the mind
we can not focus
all is a blur
driven to chaos
pushed to extremes
we can not do
what needs be done
nothing done
achieves a goal
at every turn
our road divides
we can't be everywhere,
do everything now,
there's always something
we must let slide
failures of omission
against failures of decline
how I ache
to break away
to throw the switch
which shuts this down
and walk off to
some different world
one whose madness
is all within
- Brendan Tripp
06/09/2001
Copyright © 2001 by Brendan Tripp
