the dinosaurs

april 23, 1997

the dinosaurs are all gone-
the mud has turned to tar
has turned to tears
nothing is left
except the dark extinction
which now lies ahead.
i step into a footprint
almost as big as me-
i am not a match
i was never a consideration
until now-
i forced myself to become one
and now
i must follow the path i chose-
i with to be thrown
from whatever i'm on
my eyelids close
and all i hear are sunbeams
pounding...
and i taste them...
so sweet
so sour
so tasteless-
i spit the sunbeams out like lilacs
and i open my eyes.
i am surrounded
by what or whom
i'm not sure
i try to run
but i'm pushed to the ground
into the boiling tar-
we become one
my flesh melting
meshing and flowing so easily with the tar
leave me to this intricate, intimate dance
where i shall finally feel at home
in the dark dark tar.

* aversion *


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