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...:: each one of us believes in something ::...

2003-05-21
4 1:26 a.m.

sprawled, prostate
in various states of undress
paying homage to pagan Gods b/c
they are too 'enlightened for religion'...
today's Trojan horses house
semen &

shattered
shards
of
self-respect --

the shraphnel of a heretic's holy war,
a panhandler's dream,
a scavenger's kingly aspiration.

up amongst the debris, two
modern day priestesses in
tubetops & "inseminate me now" stilettos
disinfect the surfaces of shiny rubber
altars...

as phallic as both the pen & the oft belittled sword.
as phallic as America's missiles.
as the center of my sexuality;
or as you perceive...
the center of me.

they bow to a towering monument;
graffiti-skinned totem pole,
casting blood-red shadows as their
crimson
moon
rises, blinking w/ insolence.

the tides come in,
bringing foam-tipped desire w/ them...
the furnace here is stoked w/
shredded pages from the Holy books --
the Qu'ran has no place here,
the Bible obsolete in this age of

philosophical
ignorance.

"no longer shall we live as
conformist automatons..."
& no,

this is not the
future-heralding visions of some...
soothesaying
prodigy's mania.
this is here. this is now. this is you. this is me

& this will be...

until we resurrect change
from its unscribbled grave
& pay attention...

to her venting.

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