this blog going, im posting some poor poetry i wrote last year… it was kind of spur of the moment stuff that hasnt gone farther than my desktop since then - but im definitely interested in any criticism you (who are you?) have, if only to affirm my low self esteem. enjoy!
Caricature of a man
What defines me?
Who defines me?
Organize and Reorganize
(Until I forget.)
Myself, My World
Until
i forget
What I came here for?
I came here for what?
Autonomy or Automaton?
I am Descartes’
Hallucination
or Hallelujah
phallus plunge into the universal void
whole of a verse
I turninto you
Sikh and you shall be fined
A litany of lost actions
Verbs
Words that feel
Like you and me
Forget speech and just
om
Unable to squeeze one drop from profundity
to splash dark with light
Untrained by Prometheus
in truth,
in-human.
Disgusting bowels
the sickly sweet smell of skunk
sprayed in the cooling night humidity
bests almost any odor
Only the shit -
shit, the only product
not waste, but wasted in toilets
wasted in sewers
wasted underground
out of the light
out of the air
out of the mind
to produce US.
to produce us out of OUR minds.
We are with that shit.
That shit is us
as it travels downstream, prodded by ever more flow
it makes its way to the ocean and dies afraid
salted and polluted
by our own ignorance.
August 31st, 2005 | #