, said the shotgun to the head. by Saul Williams

, said the shotgun to the head. by Saul Williams

Author:Saul Williams
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: POCKET BOOKS
Published: 1991-06-12T16:00:00+00:00


behold, a story untold

I HAVE SEEN THE MOON IN A SUN DRESS

the ocean beneath her rippling in laughter at the sight of a lone man who learned to walk on water for a glimpse of his truth in her crater

i have found the library where all the dreams deferred were stored

catalogues of cultures indexed by communal disappearance

mayans are metaphors for astral doors left cracked by children afraid to sleep in utter darkness

i am unafraid to utter darkness i speak a shadowed truth like a newborn wrapped in a blanket tucked tight enough to resemble

its mother’s celestial cave

i am handing this child to you the godparent of a foreshadowing soon to be revealed when you remove the plastic seal

come see how death is a myth

there are no deceased only deceived death only awaits those who believed

i surrendered my beliefs and found myself at the tree of life injecting my story into the veins of leaves only to find that stories like forests are subject to seasons

i am the deads latest experiment a midwife birthing afterlife

the unborn are fully present we have disguised ourselves from ourselves so that our daily thoughts may not sabotage our spirits’ ascendance

thrice immersed into the wordly we are self-forgotten

for our own benefit

i am forced to disassemble my being to fit into your monitor

i hand you my spirit as i walk through customs

i am to be reassembled after the final check point

sorcery of self: a phrase i coined and now surrender to you

it’s as if i’ve swallowed an interior decorator

like my heart where it is

i cannot make your past disappear

only rabbits, my love, only rabbits

depleted memory banks have grounded our emotional economy

we have been forced to create a new currency

one that will truly allow us to love our neighbors for reasons beyond guilt and pity

i have offered myself to the inkwell of the wordsmith that i might be shaped into new terms of being

only through new words might new worlds be called into order

i stretch my body into your symbols of statehood

i am a citizen casting my vote and net in the same breath

i dare not keep what i reap i am only fishing for momentary companionship



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