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| Anarchy |
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| Anarchy |
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| Back to Canada |
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| Duality in G |
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Feel the blood course through my veins.
A thousand thoughts scatter, chaos reigns.
Finally,
Anarchy!
Destruction, remorse and pain.
Feel the electric up my spine.
Vision is sharp, it’s a sign.
Like speed like crack,
A wake up smack
To American corporate greed.
I must be twisted, perverted or whacked.
A thousand lives shattered and I laugh right back.
What’s wrong with me?
I’m never free.
I need discipline, torture and pain!
What the fuck is wrong with my brain?
Am I sick, twisted, insane?
I should be sober and sad,
‘stead I’m burning, raging and mad.
And blood is coursing through my veins.
This is fabulous,
Miraculous,
Exciting, uniting, spectabulous!
America, America Wake Up!
What is wrong with me?
Why does this seem
Familiar, I’m fracturing silently
Athena dear, Athena please wake up!
What the fuck is wrong with my brain
Am I sick, twisted, insane?
I should be sober and sad,
‘stead I’m burning, raging and mad
and blood is coursing through my veins.
snakes
entangling
themselves
intertwining
thin the
skeleton’s
encasing,
entrapping,
forever
changing
their shape
like a
chameleon
so you cannot
trap them.
These are the forces that
bind,
chain,
entrap.
I want to swim.
I want to be encased in water all around
so that I have infinite movement
dancing living breathing in water in space
Freedom, Freedom, Freedom, Freedom
Freedom bliss is returning to our origins
to our ancient ancestors of the sea
I want to swim
I want to fly,
flying and swimming together the same.
Soaring over the world
over all I love but sometimes hate
But visiting and traveling
and infinite movement through space
I want to dance
to dance next to you
to breathe into you
Ice cream melts on my passion
burning for your embrace
for you for you for you for you
I want you
and all I love
like the endless sky and sea
Forever nurturing, not stifling
each other’s flight we will be
I want you, I ache for you
my burning passion
is for you
Slide, Swing, Slip, Dip, Bounce
Slide, Swing, Slip, Dip, Bounce
Slide, Swing, Slip, Dip, Bounce
Slide, Swing, Slip, Dip, Bounce
She knee-jerk, arose, sprint from the multi-colored womb.
A sly sardonic grin plays on her face, finely outlining a china doll, moon-crescent smile.
Eyes bright, eyebrows raised, ears perked - twitch!
She moves wolf like and proud, graceful as stirring clouds.
Slide, Swing, Slip, Dip, Bounce
Slide, Swing, Slip, Dip, Bounce
Slide, Swing, Slip, Dip, Bounce
- a well oiled machine
“Bravery!” Block lettered splayed across her chest.
“I am bisexual” she proudly proclaims.
Reactions, from the Lesbian and Gay Community:
“You are an insult to Lesbian History.”
“Get off your fence and come out.”
“You’re a political traitor.”
“You don’t even look like a Dyke.”
Reactions, from the straight community:
You know, oppression,
silence in the institution,
heterosexual colonization.
Her smile becomes accented, punctuated by her frowning eyebrows.
One hand: Toc Toc Toc Toc Toc
One slap against every shocked face.
And, she proclaims even louder, “I am bisexual!”
“Shh! Keep Cool. Relax. Don’t shout it.”
“I am bisexual, queer, curvy and that’s it! All you need to know.”
A swift 180 wheel, swish and spin and the oiled, walk-swing begins again:
Slide, Swing, Slip, Dip, Bounce
Slide, Swing, Slip, Dip, Bounce
Slide, Swing, Slip, Dip, Bounce
Slide, Swing, Slip, Dip, Bounce
The absolutely fabulous thing
about being abused over and over
is that you always have something to write about.
Creativity, then, bursts forth
with ravenous joy,
desperately devouring
illusion
suffocation
and assault.
Unfortunately your body does lose some of its grace
and a tired rage does embed itself
deeper and deeper into your muscles and tissues
until you become a mangled and twisted
visual metaphor for the screaming insanity
and inexplicable injustices committed repeatedly
against your naked soul.
However you do remain fresh with insight
into the sins of humanityÉ
Oh fuck it!
I want joy, life, laughter and ease.
But I am afraid I will lose my voice and conviction.
How can I sleep
With war raging in my bones?
Images crawl and creep,
My bed is full of sticks and stones.
Mangled, twisted, gnawed,
Muscles clenched and clawed.
Screaming bleeding scratched,
My wrists my limbs detached.
I remember war.
A child of 6 can learn to fear.
Bruises down my back,
You learn to curse your falling tear.
He whacked me ‘cross the room.
He taught me terror and doom.
He’d come in my bed at night
And murder my innocent light.
And now I lie awake,
Knowing I’m not safe once more.
Afraid this time I’ll break,
My nerves can’t take another war.
Hollow black rimmed eyes,
Waiting for nuclear skies.
Sores that will not heal,
Movement slow surreal.
When will I weep?
My eyes are burning buzzing dry.
Horror woven deep,
My heart a manic lullaby.
My breath is shallow fast,
Threatening collapse.
Twisting in my sheets,
My heart still mockingly beats.
I came to New York
and painted myself gold
Dreaming loving lusting
frenetic ambition
a sea of backwards madness
Overpopulated rats
are buzzing and screaming
I am laughing in passion and rage
I came to New York
and painted myself gold
On a pedestal I stood
frozen
in the heart
of Times Still
My heart stretches thin
like toffee
I am laughing in lonely rage
My heart pulls tight
like a membrane
it is an eardurm
I listen
In the absence of faces and noises
God holds my hand
I came to New York
and painted myself gold
I am from another era
I am out of context
There is a void underneath my feet
There are gaping holes in my body
I came to New York
and searched for bottomless eyes
We met clingy and sweaty
a passion unrelenting
you are my breath
I am your purity
I want to pry open your chest
crawl inside your ribcage
curl around your heart
thump thump
I came to New York
and searched for bottomless eyes
We lie in bed for days
tightly interwoven,
weight pressing in
I realize I am starving
I drink from your love divine
more and more, I cry
you pour and pour into me
I am becoming addicted
I realize I am a bottomless bucket
never to be filled
it’s dangerous cause I’m so deprived
I came to New York
and searched for bottomless eyes
My tongue,
don’t you want my tongue?
I cut it especially for you
Now I must scream to be heard.
I stabbed my throat
so you could speak
I pierced needles in my nipples
for your drink
all milk has drained
I am left
empty and dull
you have exhausted me
Now I am in the wait
I fill my days with arbitrary tasks
I am lost in endless variation
moment to moment without meaning
between each heartbeat I cry
I came to New York
and painted myself gold
Dreaming loving lusting
in sweet surrender
we silenced the buzzing
I came to New York
and searched for love unrelenting
In purity and faith
I gave you my heart
in fear you laughed
and pushed me away
Your smile now cracks
with smoke filled wrinkles
your hand reaches out
in selfish greed
My love for you is dying rapidly.
Little lace girl
Never stop to let the dirty men
Touch you where you don’t want
Stay on the Merry Go Round and Round and Round and Round and Round and Round
Listen to my voice
it’ll soothe your fear
Can I ride on a horse
that goes up and down
On the Merry-Go-Up and Down and Up and Down and Up and Down
Yes the shadows came in
and the ceiling came down
like a body pressing down
Oh my baby baby
Round and Down, Whirl and Twirl, Whiz and Squiz, Round and Down
I wish I could go back
I wish I could stop that
Give him a good kick
and run away
Listen to my voice
it’ll soothe your hurt
Can I ride on a horse
that goes up and down
Yes the stem was broken
But it’s healed so well
with the sun shining down
and the roots so firm
I’m thanking the sun
and I’m thanking the earth
and I’m riding on a horse
that goes up and down
On the Merry Go Up and Down and Up and Down and Up and Down
SOCAN Athena Reich 97-98
Somewhere I lurk
after the disinfection
scrib scrub
I lurk in sheets
crisp
Shadows swirl
sleeping freshness
commercials can’t steal
this from me
The Ballad of Chicken Shower
Water pounds with fury
You lie on bed blue soft
I’m a wrinkled chicken
Finally, by dawn’s light
Morning brings fuzzy light
Strangers brush by in blurs
“Not here! Not in public!”
But I would kiss you anywhere
But your smile has soured
Your smile has soured
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The wind so soft
The air so crisp
The stars still shine
The moon still gleams
My legs my feet
My arms my hands
My feet still stand
My hands still touch
My eyes still see
My lungs still breathe
I sing for Truth
I sing for Peace
My tongue still speaks
My heart still beats
I Sing for Truth
I Sing for Peace
We Sing for Truth
We Sing for Peace
We Sing for Truth
We Sing for Peace
You are trying to kill me.
You lovingly take my hand in yours
and crush every tendon and bone
until I can no longer
communicate
truth.