second act
second act
protecting myself from human nature by hiding behind human nature, a full-time gig for those who need to shoot things and fuck like invited rapists, me. a determination to mine this weather of play, a twelve-year-old black boy in a black tee-shirt going down the street on a skateboard in the rain holding a blue and white-striped umbrella over his head. yesterday’s and today’s philosophies are flooding the toilet, our night falls over the aborted attempt until we wake up again to cigarettes and aspirin, thunder in our swollen eyeballs. trees sway, relieved, the steam rises from the street, a coffee and a bird in the bush. of credibility and eloquence, the ones who know are silent, they cannot speak it. language was not forged in that place. language was forged leaving that place . . . and the sun’s fate is known – it will come back until we don’t.
protecting myself from human nature by hiding behind human nature, a full-time gig for those who need to shoot things and fuck like invited rapists, me. a determination to mine this weather of play, a twelve-year-old black boy in a black tee-shirt going down the street on a skateboard in the rain holding a blue and white-striped umbrella over his head. yesterday’s and today’s philosophies are flooding the toilet, our night falls over the aborted attempt until we wake up again to cigarettes and aspirin, thunder in our swollen eyeballs. trees sway, relieved, the steam rises from the street, a coffee and a bird in the bush. of credibility and eloquence, the ones who know are silent, they cannot speak it. language was not forged in that place. language was forged leaving that place . . . and the sun’s fate is known – it will come back until we don’t.
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