Art and Poetry
I AM THE MONSTER
I am the monster
lounging under the cover of night
I will infiltrate your heart
fracture you into a thousand prisms of pain
I am the fable
recited in binary code
I will force you to hold the occupied position
until we both choke on control
I am the scorn
dominating the discourse of a troubled world
I will kill for profit
then murder myself out of spite
I am the fool
overloaded with command
I will release the cock from the sear
aching for deliverance
I am the hunted
afraid to speak truth to power
I will keep my eyes down
mouth circling whispers of reproach
I am the shapeshifter
buoyed by a coccyx coil of love
I will ride hope into this witchy world
where crocodiles roam free and ancestors go buzz in the night
I am the lightening and the thunder
raining down on scorched soil
my surrendered waters will nourish green growth
fleshy harbingers of life
I am the monster
lounging under the cover of night
I will infiltrate your heart
fracture you into a thousand prisms of pain
I am the fable
recited in binary code
I will force you to hold the occupied position
until we both choke on control
I am the scorn
dominating the discourse of a troubled world
I will kill for profit
then murder myself out of spite
I am the fool
overloaded with command
I will release the cock from the sear
aching for deliverance
I am the hunted
afraid to speak truth to power
I will keep my eyes down
mouth circling whispers of reproach
I am the shapeshifter
buoyed by a coccyx coil of love
I will ride hope into this witchy world
where crocodiles roam free and ancestors go buzz in the night
I am the lightening and the thunder
raining down on scorched soil
my surrendered waters will nourish green growth
fleshy harbingers of life