Dec 04, 2009 09:34
Insert thought here
before the censor inside says otherwise.
Sow the existential acknowledgement of yourself
linguistically before the sound reverts into emptiness alone -
sold to silence like a lie
holding to the violence of a sly misled conjecture
scolding consciousness for staying up past its bedtime.
As stones throw away
stones, self-deprecating boulders
of hardened loam, bemoaning the superposition
of rogue mountains and volcanic foam
clone earlier thoughts with hopes of mutation,
recombination of prior inequities in vision,
physical fruition of imagined limbs and extremities
organic and somnambulant in their entitled function
and foot race toward shutting down.
Down beneath stupidity, in bed with pride and certainty
arguing against all involvement in such an abstract affair.