I GOT MY ENGINE GOING ON
New Poem this morning; 11 am:
I GOT MY ENGINE GOING ON
My legs are pistons.
Why?
Because I got my engine going on
Right here, down between my legs,
At the centre of my Being.
I got my engine going on.
And it’s not idle.
No, I’m not just idling away my time.
Though the Earth’s Sky might say it’s not so,
I got my engine going on
Firing on all pistons, moving slowly forwards
Making quiet progress.
Not just ticking over
Can you tell when you’re bullshitting yourself?
Where you can find every reason to stay coldly still?
Is your engine going on?
Or are you just sitting idle,
Burning fuel?
Me, I got my engine going on.
igorgoldkind
The Poesie of Igor Goldkind – Reciting Truth to Power 
What do you think?