06 October 2009

Snarling

Snarling (10/6)

I am trying to be angry about post-modernism

Trying to get my hands dirty again - put the thorns under my nails

I am kicking clay into my own face

I am trying to be angry about post-post-modernism

What if it's all gone on ahead of us ? - our eyes will be red with sand

There will be pearls forming in our ducts

I am trying to be angry about confessionalism

Trying not to admit to liking the Dixie Chicks - not be culturally frozen

I am trying to be angry about poems about poetry

What if there is a loop forming ? - the thorns will run red then will grow

I am picking something from my head it is rotten

I am trying to be angry about meta

Tring to smell ink in the computer - I press my face until it bends

Strand it all together and make a necklace make a -

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