Wednesday, August 12, 2009

WILD




Running through woods

Child's thing


Don't be predictable

He will catch you


The wild man


Will break your

Spectacles


Maul your muscles


Slay you


But not

Your life


Will remain


Pull yourself together

Facial outlines


Touch


To resemble a mollusc


Bones, where are they

Worn out?


Splatter yourself after

Them


You miss

A good fight


Taste of blood


Fatigue


Broken knee


You scrammed


God

Crumples you


Your struggle


Foul puddle


Innards


You are unworthy


Still slobbery

From slime


Unbutton your belt

Undress


Bend into the

Mirror


Step onto the wet


They eat


Chicken

Porridge

Vegetables


Look at that poverty


Wool


What will they tell you


Those cold days


Spill porridge


I am your wildness


When did you see me?


Beyond the eye, beyond the body


Avenge yourself


Pines


You should know

Who carries you


Who is in blood

The light


You did not rebel

Enough


Butchering doesn't help


Gentleness


Caring


Even the bee didn't

Promise you


Crow


Stigma mocks you

Wax

Stove


Will not help you

Until you become insane


And then, maybe

Demolish


Don't


Unto yourself


Dog sniffs you


Is nice