Monday, March 4, 2013

quotations: someday i'll be rich enough i'll fund a state penitentiary and name it after you

you turned me into a prison

your eyes always on me, hands always near
turned the experience of my flesh into nothing
but a series of vulnerabilities

each cell contained
a wildly screaming thing
mouth so open
to be thrust into
hands and eyes, ass and thighs
yours, all yours
yours yours
you lock the doors


turn out the light on me
not my fault
not my fault
that things are so hard for me
not my fault that i'm scared
of the quietest smile
the softest hand--
no matter in what guise, they are
reminiscent of my secret.  not my fault
these failures at life--the fear
of the white walls, of a certain room,
of omniscient eyes--

they'll know, they'll know,
they'll know you told.
they'll have you up against the car
or in the back room
turn you into prison

not my fault i can't resist
not my fault i can't look back when you look at me
not my fault eyes on me feel like knives against skin
not my fault i can't uphold this series of obligations
not my fault you touched me
not my fault you held me
not my fault you fucked me
not my fault you turned me into your monument

because if it is my fault i am so fucked
there is no rose of such virtue
as is the rose that bare jesu
alleluia
for in that rose contained was
heaven and earth in little space
res miranda

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