homicidal lesbian terrorist

i see your women caught behind windows
in their homes, behind rows and rows
of bleached and frightened children.
They speak men's words, not their own
except those languages they've
learned to speak in secret
and in dreams, if they've
not forgotten.

- Joy Harjo, From the Salt Lake City Airport '82

Wednesday, June 23

i am still alive?

did you know i am still alive?
mm. me neither. i have floated
in this fog. doubt? none. fear? sure. mostly

it's the same fucking anger running sewage
leaking steam on a frozen morning
& should you mistake it for true steam,
pure boiled
h2o

you'd get a rank fucking stench in your nose instead.
oops. that's just me. & it feels like
shit running through me
& there's shit running out of me, ectoplasmic
effluvium.

i'm tired of the shit.
brush my shoulders off.

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i am currently listening to:
the grey album
jay-z v. the beatles (d j danger mouse)

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