I.
This green envy
of my soul
that makes me
numb
Reaching where I reach
living where I live
it can feel
it knows me
and I want it
to go away
It's a failure of me
its membership
in my fibre
fails me
it does not deliver me
It eats me
It dominates me
II.
It crawls along with my self
feeding into every corpuscle
that rounds me out
That makes me feel whole
complete, numb from the rage
of that Chinese woman
with all the bags, begging
out her food insecurity
drowned out in State
collecting bags
that broke her mind
and we fail her
of the essence
and I hate
what this is
I am many faces
I am many beings
I am
healthy
loving
cared for
and resistant
I dominate me
but know that you have failed
today
and you are yet free
to be
is not
is
in me
Saturday, March 18, 2006
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Self Vrs Self
Ok, you've got yourself down on the matt, and your begining to dominate yourself. You adjust your position, and achieve a deadly, inescapable arm-bar. The be-all, end-all submission move is in place and your flexing it. You can hear the tendens strain, and the bones are creaking, on the verge of giving way to a gorey wet snap...Tap Tap Tap!
You win!
You lose!
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