~XII. Prisoner of Id~

01/30/2012

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~soon after the turn of the century~
~Quodlibet won the Marija Cerjak award~
~for avant-garde/experimental writing~

~Quodlibet~
~The Hundred Bites~
~XII~

~given instinct & impulse~
~there is no need for prayer~
~in the wasteland~
~in the wilderness~
~condemned & godless~
~stark naked mind-scape~
~no face fits loneliness~
~so the masque is drawn~
~to paint its wearer~
~filter behavior~
~for those whose ego~
~demands they join the herd~
~the masque ain’t no~
~same thing different~


~XII.  Prisoner of Id~


~your skin fits you loose~
~like it is new~
~like it is made for someone else~
~have you lived there very long~
~is it possible you have dreamed~
~are your fingers~
~is your face~
~a very temple indeed~
~do you worship there~
~have you been a recent prisoner~
~in a house of love~
~the hunger of lost angels~
~lingers in the scars of your chains~

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