2002-05-14 - 3:17 PM
heaving with sick like a
struggling heartbeat:
An automatic response to an emotional reaction --
And it will drive you
Life, you are like a dam made out of sugar cubes,
or that English professor
who gets the symbolism wrong in your favorite poetry --
And it will drive you
A plastic yo-yo goes from finger to floor
and back to finger again,
not recignizing the fallacy of the repetition.
Candy-coated bile,
lollipop crusaders,
and chicken soup martyrs --
And it will drive you
Life, you are that apple which is only rotting on the inside.
You are the repressed memory that makes spring time taste like vomit.
You are the yellow bird on a summer morning, with maggots wriggling in its flesh wound.
Life, you make the words 'nothing' and 'something' synonymous.
And it will drive you crazy.