NEU/E
2008

Four things I hold
dear to me:
four systems of function
that render me anonymous.

//

Who is holier
than he
who speaks in rhyme?

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I sit as an observer,
my eyes set upon nature,
closeted.

My thoughts vary in magnitude;
my voice is carried with a soft breath
in the hope that Father will find—

faultless.
Yet it is he who
seeks my praise.

//

 Fluid breath
of spring,
twilight extends
beyond.

—

Nectar of life
brings to union
hand and heart.

//

I lock horns
to kill off
any remnants of dignity.

I battle head-to-head
with those
who coincide with me.

//

Fight
Again we fight,
a new terror to come ashore.

—

Sing
And again we sing,
across oceans, my song of folklore.

—

To rest
Again laid to rest,
these infants who lived before.

—

Time
There is no time
but to dream of a life no more.

//

 If I am one,
then I am the sum of my parts:
two halves
that assume one façade,
one façade that equates
to a whole.

—

But what entity is this
if the quality of each part
is unaccountable?

—

I think, therefore I am.
Or I think because I am
programmed? 

//

Incidental / accidental

Which is definite:
the smashed head upon the floor,
or the motion of the fall? 

//

 Flowers
(colour and scent)

—

Bees
(colour and buzzing sound)

—

Hive
(colour, buzzing sound, and scent of honey) 

//

I am unknown to myself,
but not to you.

—

The clarity of my voice
is like the rhythm of a trance.

—

It fixates you
while I cast a spell.

—

You listen to me
as I annihilate you. 

//

Dreams materialize
like an answered prayer.

—

I sleep while I feel
all the emotions of being.

—

Yet this body
is at a standstill.

—

I feel drunk and sober
simultaneously.

—

Conversations
whispered into my ear.

—

Molestations occur
without my warrant.

—

So dreaming is what I want,
as dreaming is to be. 

//

Captive in a moment
singular.

—

Held at ransom
plural.

//

Modifications
come at a price.

—

A constitution
derived from grass and weed. 

//

I shall let my spine dictate
where I go and when I shall leave.

—

How to lean on top of my table,
how I recline on an empty chair.

—

I shall dominate the north
and abandon the south.

—

I shall harvest the crops
under the twilight.

—

And disintegrate
like the morning dew. 

//

Salome of my own imagination

Jesus from a much-needed faith

Holy trinity I stole from a pedestal

Berlin I came without opposition.