They, wear you down. They, bury your spirit,
existential debris. They, pound, heart, voice
cracks, stomach growls, toes curl, knees tremble.
Rebellion, ideals, try and try, hammer, it squeezes
tight, your spirit, not knowing, where to hide?
shortly leaks away. hold out for a few weeks,
months, one semester. Walk on crutches. Crutches,
snap! not meaning to frighten you, dear girl,
meaning to warn; prepare, madness, sleeping
Ripped, hands clasp, identity disintegrates. Poof
many dreams mysteriously vanished, elephant.
Body reacts, tortured spirit, cancerous convulsions
corners of night, you alone, squeezing sweaty sheets,
blood leaks, rage, what and whom, not clear, they
become them, know solitude, scrunched-up, like heart,
blankets and sheets, twisting violently, choices, narrow,
bridge, pill, rope, gun, will be time. Time, begin anew.
Forget you’ve been, Grandma’s cold porcelain, Louvre,
trenches, barbed wires, Wagner, falling, taught.
no maps. Crocodiles swim, streets, crowds, pavement,
bent and crooked. into, endless fox hole, no bottom,
no end, no ledge, falling through hole’s darkness,
with bullets, knives, hair, nails, men playing pianos
and shrieking cats. Standing, scratched-up vinyl record,
stolen mp3; voice never making charts, never
heard; point of life’s precipice, giant whirlpool, waste,
horror, degradation, human spin, screechy, no return,
swallowed, corporate wave; awakening, thirsting, free,
hit over head with final exams. little girl, listen.
Having heard, spit at me. rip me up. roar. Scream
I really enjoyed this. Brilliant.