19 December, 2008

exercise

First meditation then clear it yes everything even this, even the frame digging into my gut as I half drift and half work...

Right, a boulder charges, better, rolls lopsided but spheres have no real sides
but yes this is jagged and damn right there are at least some identifiable surfaces
anyway rolling and trees are either blasted or the vines and branches are reaching to touch the land made meteor
and not simply touch but grabbing leaves like fingers and mercy grips i remember mercy and i was good because my
little hands were manipulative and my tips would dig between each bone in the back of the hand
i would pluck strike and dig into the soft spots the pain centers and i could bring an over sized child to their knees and
power through my hands has been often achieved besides all that i recall the look of this play yard
it was small and dusty and mostly mulch and i know only a few children and every game was king of the hill regardless of
its title or the actual rules every game was a conquering effort and i remember the play yard
i cant believe i'm not coughing through this memory even though the dust and airborne dirt is unmatched
particles kicked up by filthy sneakers running and tagging and killing and conquering and shaping the traits for the rest of their lives
i remember a tether ball and i would hit to destroy it and winning came second to the hit and sharp pains and callus formed on my palms
and would rip the dangling dead skin with my front teeth and have nightmares of the consequences of swallowing my own skin and sometimes
i did it when i wasn't thinking otherwise i would spit it out but often play it between the spaces in my teeth i was scared of the dead skin forming
into a creature inside of my body but my true sensibilities told me that it would gladly reunite with my body and simply be accepted and devoured by my organs and recycled back into the flesh and i knew this and pictured the whole scene as a boy and now i picture me picturing this and yes i can
remember a few things once the boulder starts rolling...

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