Teach Me @ 12:12 am
It's so hard for me to learn
Because I am so arrogant
My gifts come with such a price
I said to my plants
As I prune the dead leaves
I have to learn to cut them
Cut off their life
Hem them in
They are all over grown
Turning in on themselves
Pressing against the ceiling
Wasting their energy
And going nowhere
How do I know where to trim
I know this.
Just do it.
I was talking with a man tonight
Over and over
How conservative he is
"would be much more interesting to me
If they were actually concerned with conservation"
But it's just fear
So obvious to me
All I've known and met
They are living in terror
Want everyone else to be as afraid
More afraid than they are
Expect every trick to be a psychopathic killer
Everyone to be a liar
I'm too arrogant to even consider it
As I diatribe to him
The great difficulties of Freedom
That keeps most Americans from it
Is Self Responsibility
You must be under another's jurisdiction
Oh, if only they were perfect...
But I like the dirt in my window sills
The wild curling of my plants
I'm chomping at the bit to begin my life
Stomping in the stable
Balance of freedom, strength and fear
How do I move the hand deftly for that?
How do I
Cut my hair
And still be wild?
( sssssssh... Just trimmings.... ssssssssh... )