I have lived my life
I am living it
In this very moment
I am
crushing the orange
watching the juice flow
over the counter
down the cabinet and
onto the floor
white tile

white tile disgusts me
too perfect for
the simple minded
contractor who
installs it
I can never get
it clean but
I could install it
on the walls and
paint them black
to match the
sour smell of
the human heart

call me a failure
I have succeded
where blue ribbons
crumble and
drift to the gutter
empty glasses
are nothing until
you fill them full
of garbage to guzzle
and throw away

lifeless seed
you will be the end of
any light I ever knew
you are in my power
you are too fragile
for the world to handle
little leaves
cannot survive the
closing of my fist
fleshy fingers
similate the change
dust to dust

I'll grant you a favor
the first and the last
watching the blood flow
over skin
down the table and
onto the tile
white tile
red tile
black tile

Tear me out
and set me free

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