Introspection

Halt the stopwatches; take the seconds as
they are. Shift no more; make not even that
whiff of noise. One should hear this petulant
child in himself; yelling; banging incessant
at something; mad at the world because he
is not the sun; his sad posterior whipped by
the outspoken audacity of what remains:
of his misplaced imagination; and that
of his erroneous visions.

Halt the stopwatches; take a look inside ourselves;
we shall find him baring his teeth, straightback at us.


cuRRent...jer  ¶ 12:25 am

  Minorities

This is his jungle; his silly politics; where the
grammar of his life is to bring on camouflage;
duck behind the bushes; leopard-crawl away
from the hostile forces. If you can't beat them,
he'd say: you join them. Even if his heart and
penis leads him another direction; in their (lack
of an) opinion: a horribly wayward one. Yet,

Oh little man, where art thou? Do you not see;
the earth cracking wryly at the center; there can
only be his team and their enemies? Whose side,
are you on? Set aflame the candles and pray: not
for reconciliation; but for victory. Do you hear?
Do you not hear? That strident voice; "Down
with the majority!"; The sergeant screaming,

"Oh! You minorities!
Hide no more; prepare for war.
Take up arms; take them down."


cuRRent...jer  ¶ 10:30 am

  Beholden

There I lay, in a separate dichotomy of his life;
his dirty little secret; the scandal in his pocket;
that compartment of his trousers; that he would
reach for- when no one's looking. He tells me it's
that pesky bumaround fear of his; the fear of
the whole wide world; the fear of the world
who fears us. But what should I tell him?

That I would hold his hand; put our faces against
the glass panel that juxtaposes their fear of each
and other; that there was nothing daunting about
us; this place; and themselves- that we are the
ones beholden to no one; not even this stupid
ragtag institution we call: society. I would hold
his hand if I only; he only would; Or have

that dream replay in fantasy;
and never have it come to pass.


cuRRent...jer  ¶ 12:37 am