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« Mortgaged Dreams | Main | A little deficit spending »
Sunday
Dec122004

Axe's Repine

My childhood still pains me

Like I'm sitting on a dull knife

Blade down blunt end up the crack of my ass

My grandfather's belt striking out at me

Like rattlesnake kisses

This brutality is in the name of love

It's for my benefit that it lashes out at me

God knows he can't let me turnout like my father

Hiss..slap its tongue licks out tasting my skinny legs

Stand there don't you run from me

The one-armed man cries

I dance around in a circle as if an invisible hand holds me in check

I twist and turn daring not to get out of his reach

The arm recoils as the belt slices through the air

Bigger than both of my legs the arm arcs high

Belt following obediently, it knows it cant resist

Mid arc, the arm relents but the belt its goal in sight

Goes on to do its bidding

Spastic dancer

Out of time with the beat

The one-armed man is chanting

Didn't

I

Tell

You

Before

That

It

Aint

Right

To

Hit

On

Someone

Smaller

Than

You

How did you learn to dance?

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