Whereforto Ye Wanderers

Whereforto Ye Wanderers.



Wednesday, June 11, 2008

To be a (non-manipulative cunt) Philosopher:

I.
Malleability.

I am cement seeping into
cracks in the moldy
cellar walls.

I am an elastic band
stretched to fit around
lumpy hips.

I am clay squished into
molds of heads with
bent noses.

I am the water bucket
full of dirt and cleansing
chemicals.

II.
Perspective.

I see each lonely face
and each human
constellation.

III.
Contradiction.

I create.
I fuck things up.

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