Thursday, April 5, 2012

Hollow Bodied Organisms

I dismembered all members of my family.
I remembered the act of forgetting.
I dismembered the concept of memory.
No home is safe or sound.
No home is safe or sound.

I divided brittle pigments from their bones.
I guided my hand so steadily.
I divided the monarchs from their thrones.
No home is safe or sound.
No conscience can be found.

Callous!
I could care less if I was careless.
The thought will be abandoned,
The prosecution stranded.
Malice!
You could care less if I confess.
Raise your fist and strike your gavel.
Chase my body with a scalpel.
Success! Success!
Regress! Regress!

I dismembered all members of my family.
I sit high upon my horse, looking down without remorse.
I dismembered the concept of forgiving.
No home is safe or sound.
No conscience can be found.

- afm

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