I Picked You
(The ghost of Anne Sexton leers over my shoulder, whispering "Let it all out my little darling, let it spill forth like the blood from a vein..........")
And when I needed a body to be born in,
I picked you.....
Into the dark place of womb and foetus
I picked you....
A spirit that I could suck dry of life
I picked you.....
Watching you grow up and my fire burned
I picked you.....
Everyday inside my strength it reigned
I picked you....
When my neurosis painted anorexic vomit
I picked you....
Head down the toilet, screams of debris
I picked you....
(Ahhhhh the fear Anne, no, I can't....don't know is possible?........can I..........should I.........?)
When confusion reigned & fucked up this gender
I picked you....
Between the thighs of every man and woman
I picked you....
Inside I scaled your walls of every taboo
I picked you....
And everytime you lashed out sneeringly
I picked you....
The tears of doubt that jumped from your eyes
I picked you....
Despair of the universe's gaze upon your head
I picked you....
Watching you float across this guilty room
I picked you....
("Do it, do it my cara mia, do it now...........now............now"!)
Spasmodic seizures of those heavenly bodies
I picked you....
Lost within the lust, the sensuality crawls
I picked you....
The pain of anothers cancer staring you down
I picked you....
Your silent virulent angst in funereal dress
I picked you....
Revenge plots against an indifferent afterlife
I picked you....
Vows of regret and the ghosts of words unspoken
I picked you....
Now the time is passing and inside we still loath
I picked you....
Possession.......is nine tenths of MY law.
And now......now at last we are one.
Beautiful peice Allanah :D :D :)
ReplyDeleteOne of the best things I have read in a long time.
''hugs''
All love from me Jasmine
Awww thanks babes, thats a real compliment coming from someone like yourself it truly is! :-)
ReplyDeleteBig hugs and much love from your ole buddy - Alannah.