Monday, June 16, 2008

"Pulling Rugs"

06/16/08

You spilled your chemistry set on my rug
To mistreat the fibers I stand on,
My hovered foundation upon this earth & next

It burns your seeking contradictions into weakened structures
To knock loose the riches of man
For the king of kings, lord of lords
Not Elvis, not Santa Claus, not jesus the man;
An idea unleveed

Pull my rug from beneath my feet
And witness two foot-shaped representatives,
Indicative of my soul
Unwavered, resolved, numb to your magic trick

I walk away,
my soul wavered in resolve of pity, less understanding
Remains to dichotomize.

-huey

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