Essence On The Firing Line Poem by Martin Lochner

Essence On The Firing Line



capturing
the raw
messy
essence
of yourself

is better
then to play
sincere
dress up

with cocky
ideology
or doctrine

the firing line
proves what
you made of

a suicidal maniac
or a sobbing stripper

running with
fatwa candle sticks
dashing and ducking
g-string disillusioned

i know what i assume

what i assume
you do not know

what is it you ask?

do not even try eunuch
girl!

none of your god damn
business

but OK i will let you
in on a secret of mine

i will die
on my own terms

and not what gold leaved
texts

or romantic didactics
prescribes..

this is not my stage
but i will scramble
my composition

till it is mine..

escorted politely off
the stage

i will dance...i will make a
scene

and exit with frolicking
laugh

my last breathing chant

Its a comedy....a joke and a
bloody disgrace..

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