Define "keeping your head."
From what, exploding?
It’s really keeping one’s mouth
From exhaling screams
One’s arms from throttling the neck
of the insane idiot four paces away
To keep one’s legs from running as fast as
they can rurrunrunrunawayawayaway from the
noisenoisenoise
It is, after all, the repetition that is so agonizing.
How many times can “motherfucka’ be used in one paragraph?
It is not my head I keep, It is not me here at all.
I am a memory, being remembered by
myself, a year from today.
And the volume of this memory can be
blessedly turned down, and then the picture
as well, until it fades, along with the
feelings around them, until the memory
exists no more, and there is left no
proof, even, that any of it ever happened.
MCO 2004
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