I am alive
by subalias
Posted to Action Poetry on 2002-08-21 21:43:00
that’s how it began
“I am alive and happy and why can’t you get off my back, you shit”
to be more complete
I didn’t know what to say to that.
Bird’s eye view of a disheveled girl
with crumpled and stained baby doll dress
tracks on each arm big enough to drive a train on
freshly bruising black eye
swollen and purple, a terrible flower
and lastly, valiant tilt to her chin
a glint of survival in her good eye
I have cliches and warm fuzzy platitudes
and she’s see right through my bullshit
Who saves the saviour?
She is alive, and I am glad.