Personal Experience
by Cremebrulee
you got heartbreak written all over you
homage or threat?
did you believe in my naivety?
cultural formations & weak philosophical text
you found a variety of fields
in the sound of humanity
intelligently employing interdisciplinary methods~
ohhhh my how good you pretend!
chaos to gain a firm foundation in a second arena
I am that arena
your soul purpose in life
you hate me so...
the tool necessary, for your darkest visual art
diverse forms compliment your method of media
center staging high maintenance, emotionally
and otherwise
but I am from a world you've never known
that is what you despise
ahhh yes, you stole any childhood that lived
your sabbatical found
in keeping temporal distance
working so hard to rebound
rooted hatred, fear, frustrations
of those who speared your heart
significant spaces
translated your topography
you rule your world
with ultra dramatic components
digging a fleet of events
building imaginary walls
observed by your rules
and modern surveillance
never caring about feelings
only results, results, results
that best fit your purpose
and a heart as cold as ice
this momentary assessment you're thrusted
upon my land
becomes your abstract commodity
something on which you feed
you personally own and attend
your symbol of love died with potential
in your underworld of intense dislike
but you will never taste an easterly wind
nor soar its waterfall
you imagine yourself detached from the world
changing art, representing strange power
in your far off out of body experience
you've raped this nation
diminished inner from outer
endlessly permeable, while
your constantly looking in the mirror
one day, the embodiment
of your discourse, will turn and look
you straight in the eyes
then and only then, in that brief second
will you realize what you've undermined
by then, my friend, your beauty will be gone
the ghastly atrocities you've embodied
will resonate within
as for me, I feel nothing
and regret for trying, so long
I ask you
do you know your angry most
of the time, but don't know why?
your choice, your intimidation
lies
deceit, pain, sorrow, despair
aren't you proud...?
