Sunday, December 12, 2010

Off the knees

Throw me off my knees.
tear me apart,
from a stomach so full.
Beat me the mundane to muddle
Let me wake up later
where the mice all live.
Feed me nothing but thirst.
Let me be awake as i swim across the sewer.
Throw me off my knees.
Have me ride a caravan 
to the under-life .
Selling stained quilts 
to cons imprisoned in self.
Have me begging a harlot's love.
Have me live where a breath taken
is a bet lost by a raven.
And when i'm tired and old 
throw me in an ice lake ,
and when i'm done
throw me to the dogs.
Throw me off my knees ,
and watch me kiss the lights.

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