Comatose

May 27, 2010
By Essayemm13 SILVER, Buffalo Grove, Illinois
Essayemm13 SILVER, Buffalo Grove, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
"The most wasted of all days is one without laughter"
- E. E. Cummings -


When I was 17, I fell asleep forever.
Or, at least, I had hoped that was the case.

I nestle the contour of my back into a smooth crevasse,
jagged rock surrounds me.
My once black cargo shorts dressed with traces
of clay and limestone now glisten
in the protruding stars lurking
from behind their cloud sheets.
They stalk me.


I twitch at the quiet rustle of pebbles
bouncing off the giant rock that supports me;
like yesterday when warm rain tap danced
on my forehead; the sky wailed in Jerusalem.
The Negev Desert whispers to me,
its cool breath brushes against my neck.
I try to lift myself, pushing my hand against bedrock.
Nothing.
I sink lower into my skewed crypt;
gravel still clings to my palm.


The author's comments:
During the summer of 2009 I traveled to Israel with a Jewish youth group. This poem is based off a true experience that I had while camping in the Negev Desert. I felt so overwhelmed with spirituality during my time in the Negev that I decided to write this poem as a tribute to my trip to Israel.

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