Because I was invincible,
it did not bother me at all
to see the many drenched faces
of my abandoned friendships
approaching me with torches and old rope,
topographies of my throat,
and protest songs.
“Monster, monster, whatchu see?”
I see people watching me
become a thing I never intended to be.
“Monster, monster, whatchu want?”
To be forgiven for a lot
of things I did and things that I did not.
Well, torches can only burn so hot, I know,
and I was so cold words froze
as they fell onto the mob below.
And the rope, the rope, the rope,
I recognized:
it hauled me into shore, one time,
and subsequently tied
my limbs to lips and legs in beds where I
begged to be released, to die,
while salt cracked off of me all night.
“Well, monster, monster, whatchu see?”
I see people watching me
become a thing I never intended to be.
“Monster, monster, whatchu want?”
To be forgiven for a lot
of things I did and things that I did not.
Well, I could hear them chanting
for my confession, penance, or death,
but, because I was invincible,
I roared for them to come get my head.
“Monster, monster, whatchu see?”
I see people watching me
become a thing I never intended to be.
“Monster, monster, whatchu want?”
To be forgiven for a lot
of things I did and things that I did not,
did not, did not, did not, did not, did not, did not.
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