“I met you,” the stranger said.
I knew he hadn’t, but why?
Still there he stood, silence bred.
“I met you,” the stranger said.
Furtive moment, eyes ahead,
outstretched hands with what words nigh?
“I met you,” the stranger said.
Mathieu from Quebec, no lie.
I am intrigued by how words mean when we imply that they do,
how they tend to break up across the rock of accountability
and in the soup kitchen of the unconscious.
Do you know what I mean?
Monday, October 26, 2009
Disavowal: To Whom it May Concern
In the adventures of who
on the back streets of now
lies an other you know
a reverse sacred cow.
Strange looking thing,
too twisted to tell
whose reflections it hides
in that mirror from hell.
God knows why it chose here
to get under my skin.
Now some other saint
can take this shrill in.
I never signed on
to bear this great weight.
Dislodge the anchor.
Let's set this ship straight.
With a kingdom to build,
my best years ahead,
can’t give up my dreams,
to love you instead.
on the back streets of now
lies an other you know
a reverse sacred cow.
Strange looking thing,
too twisted to tell
whose reflections it hides
in that mirror from hell.
God knows why it chose here
to get under my skin.
Now some other saint
can take this shrill in.
I never signed on
to bear this great weight.
Dislodge the anchor.
Let's set this ship straight.
With a kingdom to build,
my best years ahead,
can’t give up my dreams,
to love you instead.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Legitimation Crisis
Perhaps the abject other
deserves to be feared
and loathed.
After all,
if it weren't so damn strange,
we would have embraced it
as one of our own.
deserves to be feared
and loathed.
After all,
if it weren't so damn strange,
we would have embraced it
as one of our own.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
To Whom it May Concern
In the adventures of who
on the back streets of now,
lies an other you know,
a reverse sacred cow.
Strange looking thing,
too twisted to tell
what dangers it hides
in that mirror from hell.
on the back streets of now,
lies an other you know,
a reverse sacred cow.
Strange looking thing,
too twisted to tell
what dangers it hides
in that mirror from hell.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Friday, October 9, 2009
Friday, October 2, 2009
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