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THE WEIGHT OF A ROCK IN MY HAND
, A SLINGSHOT IS EASY TO MAKE
BUT HARD TO HANDLE
ARE YOU WATCHING
THE GODDAMN SPECTACLE?
THE PROTESTERS PROTESTING THE PROTESTERS PROTESTING THE PROTEST?
AND THE POLICE ARRIVE,
PUT THEIR BOOTS ON
AND BUST ALL OF THEIR HEADS RIGHT OPEN
SMASHING THEM
LIKE TOMATOES
FOR THE GOOD CAUSE
BLOOD ON THE STREETS
BLOOD FROM THE SCREEN
AND I KEEP ON WATCHING
AROUSED AND APPALLED
AT THE SAME TIME
AND YOU?
ARE YOU WATCHING?
I LIKE A GOOD BRAWL
YOU KNOW
EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE,
AFTER ALL, I'M A DANCER AND
IF I MAY SAY SO
A REAL SEX MACHINE
NOTHING LIKE PAIN AND BLOODY KNUCKLES
TO GET MY ENGINE GOING!
YOU CAN'T FIGHT IF YOU DON'T FUCK, BUT
DEAFENED BY THE SIRENS AND THE SLOGANS
, I FEEL SO STUCK IN THE MIDDLE LATELY
AND I CAN'T MAKE OUT IF I'M BEING BRAVE OR A COWARD
BUT SOON, OR SO IT SEEMS, NONE OF THAT WILL MATTER
ANYMORE
MIDDLE GROUND
IS SHRINKING FAST
AND I FEEL THE WEIGHT OF THAT ROCK SITTING IN MY HAND
SO GODAMN HEAVY
PULLING ME DOWN
AND MY HEART SINKS AND PLUNGES
AS I DO
INTO MY STOMACHE AND
I FEEL PARALYSED AND TRAPPED
AND SILLY
AND ALONE
HERE
ON MY TINY SHRINKING ISLAND IN THE MIDDLE
SURROUNDED BY AN OCEAN
OF BUFFALOUS NOISE
DRAWING AUTOMATIQUE /// summer 025
OBSECRATION /// AUTUMN 024