2 September 2011
Can you see me now?
I could feel your eyes on me
Your cold, dead eyes on me
I could feel the spittle
From between
Your clenched teeth
Spray against my cheek
I could hear your words of hate
Feel your fists slam into me
All I want to know is
Can you see me now?
Can you see me?
Set the stars alight?
I’m beyond your reach
But I always was
Can you see me now?
Did you ever see me?
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13 August 2011
12 August 2011
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29 July 2011
Lamentations
25 July 2011
Yo Yo Adjustment
I don’t know which way is up and which way is right some police officers from the zoological geometry division was asking me the square of the hippopotenuse but I kept shtum I ain’t as dumb as I look and I don’t look as dumb as I seem I just stared at their velcro macramé feet and acted all sweet and innocent like a cubic hyena in heat
I had shoes like em once I said
but they wouldn’t hang straight they beat me relentlessly they beat me thoroughly when they eventually left I knew I’d been beaten
cops don’t hand out beatings like that no more no pride
no professional pride in
their work I’m not complaining see and I ain’t going all nostalgic it’s just I hate to see declining standards
I lost my sense of up and down so I went to have my yo – yo adjusted the man said we don’t do that no more people use scatellite navigators I can’t afford no scatellite if everybody gets a scatellite they’ll blot out the sun! but we’ll know
where it is he explained we’ll
track it on scatellites
I
got a new string for my yo – yo but he said
I’d have to wind it myself they had declining standards
to maintain I no longer know which way is up and which way is right
my yo – yo pulls to the left or maybe it’s me standing a little to the right