flynnfromblakely

  i am from shaky ground from uncertain thoughts  and constant questions. i am from the muddy river downtown and windblown cliffs four thousand miles away - i’m from the windy city and tiny towns where people never walk. i am from shaky ground. from a million different places. i am from sitting in the playground dirt and taking my safety scissors to pajamas i am from scribbles in margins and potions in the backyard i am from shaky ground. from everyone at once. i am from my mother’s face my father’s hair and my father’s mother’s eyes. i am from many and myself. i am from my own soul if only i knew what it was.

  i never knew you but from the moment i heard that cry my stomach sank right through me. my dog dropped you  a wet, weeping mass from her open jaws as i rushed over. you must’ve been from the bush  next to the new swingset fallen out in a desperate bid to see the world i was only a child too. all i could do  was hold you as best i can and wait for the pain to pass. i still wonder if you rest there, sometimes in the old backyard.

       we are Going to Die right  here, right    now,           and No One     takes me  seriously - it’s been jolting  break crumble                                         and all of my teeth are breaking into Little Pieces in my mouth. I was in     a Fifteen car pileup in my dream last night, and    i have bruises where  there shouldn’t be  bruises today of all days and just two days ago i drowned and woke                            up with pneumonia      and...

  human relations, people attempt to communicate through space suits; they are bound by categories often seem to have a dark screen between selves and the world, distorting perception. alienated unduly constricted in expressing they have lost their capacity for childhood; shut off from  fantasies and feelings. most question the continual effort to attain more contact and tolerate restraint or  limitation.   alienated youths, search for self-expression. to remedy wrongs/to reform society. an interest in writing, the theater, or painting as attempts to communicate an audience; alienated, external internal: write for them structure experience as catharsis, to reveal to an outer audience. desire for expression becomes effort to organize not obscure to order the chaos   The meaning  is to escape and avoid the futures, hemmed in and constrained.