The obstacle I don’t see. Don’t hear. It don’t do anything. The obstacle I justifies endlessly. The obstacle I answers joyfully, proudly. It don’t care It don’t feel. Not the obstacle I. It exists to pad changing forces of sweeping earthquakes called decision. The obstacle I makes sure you don’t drown in the boat you [...]
Posts Tagged ‘selfhood’
The Obstacle I
Posted in Poetry, tagged decisions, I, obstacle, philosophy, selfhood, stranger, truth, understanding on March 11, 2010 | 3 Comments »
Apartment 4
Posted in Poetry, tagged cool whip, night, selfhood, sight, winter on August 6, 2009 | 10 Comments »
Cold winter with a warm beverage long drives in ice weather long sighs, long days, long sips through cool whip the edges of which stick to your fingers obscuring the nail. A quick lick off with addictions on with predictions some stuck on the tips of your hair. You play the piano as you point [...]
Mosh Pit
Posted in Poetry, tagged anger, Creation, impressionism, mosh pits, music, selfhood on July 25, 2009 | 12 Comments »
Man is an impressionist movement with clear signs of their creator on the tracks of there skin every scar, stretch, and stroke from hate and love of self, of others; from them. Some for a reason others by accident, an untrained creator a late night falling asleep with a cigarette in your mouth. At a [...]
In the Mirror
Posted in Poetry, tagged decisions, DNA, individuality, personhood, selfhood on May 26, 2009 | 18 Comments »
I am the child of indecision and a soap dispenser hidden in the least likely place. Cracked where it is nailed to the wall in a dive bar bathroom left to wash the faces of all night drivers, heavy lifters, and starry lovers. If I leave I am purposeless, if I stay, I am used. [...]
Nitty Gritty
Posted in Poetry, tagged Creation, destruction, honesty, Poetry, reality, selfhood, truth on September 13, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I I have never felt a baby kick I know only my mother tongue I have never lost a loved one to tuberculosis nor a nation to exile nor my life to myself. I have lost faith to philosophy only to arrive at a new faith. My generation has never been tyrannized or oppressed – [...]
