Thursday, February 14, 2008

Dead Shark Philosophy

We don’t have the words just yet

for what the shark dreams—

barely as the ocean’s plunging depth

have we determined its features,

we speak accurately only

when we are silent as the shark

swimming in that dark sea of ourselves;

but what are we hiding? what crater?

Though it is not exactly false,

truth can be unfair, she said

and I loved her her whole life

for saying it.

Our first step must be resistance

to claim what we know.

After I suffocated her I hanged myself.

Get away from me.

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