Thursday, June 25, 2009

Strip now.

Flay now.  Do not cry out, or whimper.  Be still, be dull.  Let them forget about you.  Let them leave you.  No, no, it is you who must leave.  Forget your grace and forget your awkwardness.  Forget how, in waiting rooms, you cover the lower half of your face with your clumsy hand, so that no one will see your clumsy mouth.  Forget how this reminds you of your mother, and how much you hate it.  Forget your mother, and your father.  Forget the city in which you were born.