isnt it amazing how we can complicate

the simplest of problems

i agree

i taste blood

i taste blood

in you

in your

fragments

what time is it

i need i need

wanting

wanting something

remembering

focus

everyone is selling something

how you look

is less

important

than you think

that it is

what does it mean

who are you

name

names

.

when did it stop

when did you stop.start

what does it mean

what does it matter

you

i could have stayed in there

forever

i could have stayed underwater forever

water

in the water

a shower

water

under/in

bathing

bath

water

clean and

new

baptisms

renew

what time of year is it

what time

who are

daughters holding hands of fathers holding hands of

statues

cold, hot, still

statuesque

she is looking away/down/inward

and waving

cameras look at her

knives, shiny, flashing

high

heels

wash their feet

wash her feet

wish her well

and then

as things change, the question is asked:

how much to see things the way that you see them

priceless?

i say I won’t pay an extra penny for you to find out

but I always do, tricks*

yeah, *ass tricks (the FUCKERY)

because the “who are you?”

always asking, taking, wanting

then

remembering

entering data

drawing blood and

entering

who

you are     

data

reduced to numbers

digits

naming

names

regurgitate your information   again

for a fee, drive, march of—blood cell, and that blood/sells/you can save some on your premiums today, name names… do the dance, why? why not

all they want—want your bills, your cells, and eventually your babies

too many people

whats the cost

indeed