Memories & Anecdotes
06/08 2020
Maybe it was to be after how it was commissioned
The hysterical, unhinged anger rising from our feet
They claimed madness in the face of impending corruption,
Yet they willingly ignored the corrosion - instead opted to complain
To get someone to speak to, to be expelled for speaking its name
To have your brain open in the stream of raw passion
Was pushed down until we started questioning if we could breath
The loving energy looking in; unshowered dancing to Sam Cooke
Moaning in pleasure in all your dreams; messy rooms & books in disarray
Pure love running through the veins of the unconscious
Before the window she runs liberated; under full moon
Memories & anecdotes as she passed the traffic light
The subway emptied long ago, the one who recited battered poems
Sat in silence overlooking the mercy of the cleansing storm
No need to get involved if we all are swept up like Noah
All that you need is self-confidence & poisoned words
When all of this is over, the machine is still fastened,
Tightly knit along their synapses, mouth blabbering,
Light turned off long ago.