Living on fumes

You will break upon my shores,
Rocky escarpments and impossible climbs,
Only meant for the hardest of climbers.

I am intoxicating,
All-consuming
And you will love me.

I feed on the affection of others
Despite my high affection for myself,
I worry about starving.

I will not tear you apart or leave you hollow,
I will leave you full.

I live life at too fast or a speed too often
And I eat through fuel like a metropolis,
Eventually the fossilized plant matter is
All gone
All consumed
And then what happens?

I guess I leave or you do,
After living off fumes for too long,
Or maybe we learn to live on less.

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