Saturday, July 10, 2010

I Bare My Chest

I could defend myself, but I will not.
I could remind them that my history
Is theirs, and when they're spitting dirt at me
They're only throwing out the gifts they bought,
And throwing back the load of fish they've caught:
It was too easy – leaped out of the sea
Seeking a hook to bite, improbably.
I tell them, Go ahead, take one more shot.

I bare my chest, I sing, I demonstrate
The way skin glistens on a moonlit night
Through trellises and vines, a dappled light
On tingling arms and shoulders. It grows late,
My heart beats slowly, timed to rhyme with fate,
And wait for knives. I'm in an unfixed state.

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