what is sacred?
institutions house false appearances
safety nets under confident trapeze artistsonly reassure the audience
the same fibers
tangle up fish on docked boats
the knotted ropes cut against fresh skin
a thousand men in front
and a thousand more behind
make sense of systematic boxes
with cut out paper labels
made from scattered oakwood trees
drawing lines of "beauty"
not knowing what's destroyed.
for your sake i will bleed
smiling all the while.
but never will i name
this mendacity sacred.
by me :P
