Mar 12, 2006 01:30
I find myself inert
Pocketing rocks
and floating downriver
I look up and it's gone
Heavy and strange
I am full of numb
and swelling with it
I want to say,
"you shouldn't hide it,
you have a beautiful face"
but I am taught to threaten and feel
their fear, sharp and ringing
in tense, primed muscles
aching to strike