Thursday, August 5, 2010

"When the uniformed masses arrive and start blowing, measure the sway, if any." -Sawako Nakayasu, from Texture Notes

Feeling All Right



Each piece of me

that falls off of me


is more vital than the last


like starting with hair

and nails and working

its way up to feet

and hands and arms


always progressing


until I’m yelling

and I feel ridiculous

for yelling


like being in a cage

dropped into cold water

how is it possible

to feel so hot

when you feel so cold


and I wonder when it is

exactly that I stop being me


and when your bottom lip

trembles slightly


that’s the feeling

you should hold on to

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