America, what are your values, now...
now that you have dissolved into dust I wish to blow away
up to the air where the violence dissipates and sadness resists on hanging around
I bob in the water attracting nothing but minnows
just like the dating scene in New York City where the pretty ones die first
with the flirt, with the fling, with the one thing they wish they could blow away
My mother warned me about giving in
submissive nature is a woman's weakness, I read it in her eyes that night
if only she had listened to her own words, laying naked, drugged, raped on the floor
I remember driving aimlessly
Chicago wind burning my cheeks as I dragged my feet back to Church and Sundays
bleeding womanhood on the stained glass I wished and wished would blow away to uncover the truth
Dying innocence in the state of California
where emergency runs low, not one cop gives a damn about prostitutes
eleven year old girl who hasn't known the word virtue in months
I cringe, the sight of this
America, you're falling and I once wished I was your friend
now only wish, you would blow away, so far away, up to the air
where the violence and sex and rage
dissipates...
Author notes
Canada is the same, but America sounded better.
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Chicago is a shit hole. In one avenue, you'll have the clean streets and the gold framed strip malls, and five miles away, you got hobos and rundown restaurants, where the door permanently stays open because it's off the hinges. I don't get it. It's a fucking hypocritical city. Don't even get me started on why they have Wacker Drive and Wacker Avenue and Wacker Place or whatever the Hell it is. But I live in a nice south suburb of Chi, and isn't it grand. What, with our underground drug capitol and everything. /sarcasm
Anyway, the piece is great, for some reason I think of a dandelion every time you say "blow away". I'm wondering though, why I never read this before, it's like... not showing any of your poems. Or maybe I don't catch them quick enough before they get scooted off the front page.
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Haha, Chicago. I still want to visit. Although after my last time there (from the connecting flight) I'm afraid to do so. Worst flight EVER. Hehe, Wacker Drive. But don't worry, Brantford is full of crack heads and teen moms (it's actually one of the highest in Canada per capita). Well I don't write THAT much and there are some that write a ton a day so yeah, they probably get scooted so clear your favourites list and only include me, me, me!! Kidding. I started reading your most recent but had to go - will try to get to it this afternoon after my doc appt. LOVE & VIDEO TAPES (...just came into my head for no reason).
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very powerful. i've missed reading your work.
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