she is the one
who said "fun"
sounded like a word
of German origin
she thought too much
like me
our time together
like summer
(concentration)
camp
emaciated possibilities
lie lifeless
o, this intellect burns

the crematorium below my nose
keeps life above my ears

silence is the star
that I shall wear
to mark my difference
yet we have so much in common
tonight
that the sun
has made light of it
while we contemplate
the weight of it all

it is we that are emaciated
our bodies subject
to our mind's propaganda
forgive the distinction
but intellect fares
moment's genocide
and we should have kissed
hours ago

you hold your breath
when you should hold your tongue
and hold your tongue
when you should hold my hand
and i should delegate
more authority to myself
but i can't help thinking
that you are thinking
thinking
what is she thinking?

intellect is like a major city
laden with concrete and metal
advanced modes of transportation
shining buildings and fenced in parks

spirit is the mountains,
forest, wilderness
and vast countryside
that surrounds it

too many people live in the city
struggling day to day
for mere existence

most have forgotten
how tho live off the land

they only experience nature
on class trips and short term vacations

for those that live in the country
cities are like amusement parks
with high prices and temporal satisfaction

at the end of the day
they are tired
ready to go home
to relieve their ringing ears

i am empty
in a non-buddhist way
my energies have gone
to the four directions

the river
never returns
to its source

i have always been empty
and i have always been filled

i must re member
i am not the source

i have overfed my ego
it sits slumped
on a couch
of its own making

it is now time
to call on the goddess

must i engender
divinity?

Leih es in einer Bibliothek aus/Get this from a library! She. [Saul Williams]