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Mécanique De La Solitude
MÉCANIQUE DE LA SOLITUDE
All alone after pollination
Having relieved my aggression to the air
And gentle towards you now
Nothing remains but despair
I think of getting drunk
Like I think of suicide (So there!)
Or my present state – alone and emptied
Any way I can hurt you without appearing to care
… Hoping you will find out later
While beneath the gentleness, feebly, I think bad thoughts of you
Though you have not done anything
Just accepted me, as I asked you to
Dissatisfied all beknown
I wish to hurt you too
As you hurt me by not needing me
Desperately, as I need you
She Seats Herself To Write
SHE SEATS HERSELF TO WRITE
She seats herself to write
Half fearing her writing
Will drive her mad while
Half hopes it will cure her
In two minds – Ah, if only
Thinks were so simple
Turmoil turmoil turmoil
Enough! Dismisses them all
And seats herself to write
One Two Many
ONE TWO MANY
All of us unique
Yet also somehow the same.
Words? Don’t give me words!
Projected imaginings
Masquerading as a truth.
Oh God!
OH GOD!
On the one hand – God
On the other – Religion
While in the between
Lie didactic certainty
And much misunderstanding
Distraction
DISTRACTION
You want distraction?
Yes, we can do distraction
We’ve been practising
And look where it’s taken us
Time for a rethink, perhaps
