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Monday, January 5, 2004
The Last Day of Freedom.
Hear that blearing emanation,
that so emphatic bliteration
of an alarm idly calm exclamating its song.
It rings, it chimes, it bells;
it says, it mimes, it tells.
And awakens us from our spell.
I awoke this day
to its exclamatory expletive beg.
Yesterday was the last day of
freedom.
Yesterday I sat around, hearing them say,
"We don't need 'em."
Yesterday was shorter than I knew
and it was the last day of
freedom.
Today I'm back in chains.
Today I'm crawling around in my cell.
Being spidery, building my webs.
And always my chains are clattering.
And always my hands are clasping.
Today I'm back in chains.
It's cold outside today.
The windchill is negative thirty-two
and I stood outside around it
to start my car.
I put my key in the doorlock,
pushed it sideways, but it wouldn't unlock.
It was frozen over.
Was frozen over from cold.
But with a little effort,
and the veering of my hands
I opened the door
and went about my way.
I put the key in the ignition
heard the gutteral roar of the battery
coughing to start the car.
It was weak and weary,
more dead than it has been for days.
The coldness had gotten it.
Had done its way.
The steel tip of the ignition
was cold on the side of my hand
as I held it there and tried to start
my car.
My fingers felt poked with needles
that were numb.
My fingers felt cold and dumb.
And I tried and I tried again and again
to start that car.
But it wouldn't start.
Its battery wasn't even whirring anylonger
it was not roaring as if far away.
It wasn't going to start.
Not today.
Not today
when I've been chained.
And yesterday was the last day of freedom
I have to exclaim.
I got a ride here from my dad
and stepped out of his truck
into the negative numbing cold.
I was out there with my backpack,
it was hugging my back tight.
And in my leather jacket's shiny jet black
dull whiteness reflected back.
Yesterday was the last day of freedom
that I've known for a while.
And I'm still struggling to find my name
still struggling to clasp my ways.
Today I've been put in chains.
I've been sedated, drained.
Yesterday was the last day of freedom.
Today I've been put in chains.
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