An Object In Motion

A door, untouched 
swings itself shut 

The house isn't haunted 
Slightly slanted 
The only ghosts 
gusts and inertia 

An object in motion 
stays in motion 
until it accepts 
a lack of all purpose 

I haven't accepted it 
Energizer struggle rabbit 
Intermittently rabid 
Stumbling over my calculated risks 

A fool in motion 
stays in motion 
until he slits his wrists 

Never failing to fuck up the math 
Fumble my phrases 
Live for your form 

Maybe I'm a negative number 
A figment faggot's 
subtracted fragments 
An unsolved fraction 
A space -sucking void 

Maybe I'm ghosted 
Maybe I shut the door