Relay-Version: version B 2.10 5/3/83; site utzoo.UUCP Posting-Version: version B 2.10.2 9/18/84; site decwrl.UUCP Path: utzoo!linus!decvax!decwrl!dec-rhea!dec-iswiss!fonseca From: fonseca@iswiss.DEC (Dave Fonseca 232-2502) Newsgroups: net.poems Subject: three poems Message-ID: <1268@decwrl.UUCP> Date: Tue, 5-Nov-85 12:50:12 EST Article-I.D.: decwrl.1268 Posted: Tue Nov 5 12:50:12 1985 Date-Received: Fri, 8-Nov-85 04:44:36 EST Sender: daemon@decwrl.UUCP Organization: Digital Equipment Corporation Lines: 84 Huh!? My brother Arthur Fonseka wrote these during a recent visit. Please skip right by this if you are looking for the 'Easy Listening'-type poetry that this newsgroup seems to attract. David Fonseca DEC Internal Software Services (DEC E-NET) ISWISS::FONSECA (UUCP) {decvax, ucbvax, allegra}!decwrl!dec-rhea!dec-iswiss!fonseca (ARPA) fonseca%iswiss.DEC@decwrl.ARPA Poesy. can you speak when you tell the truth , does it matter eye change dim in the stormeye glows weak through distance love grows weak the retina. myopia and the shattered eyelid the cracking, oculation there is vision in seperation we can see each other through the tremors of an earthquake where is your crystal? it is in my box of infamy.cube of death where they keep their ill-gotten goods. safety deposit box. hold it close to your chest so that when you are assassinated it will be destroyed with your greed. Bourgeois ice cold comfort of leisure stick something up your ass covet someone .spinal fluid draining into your hand. wipe the embryos off of the counter and flush them drowning in the death of our caring. count them, count them again. the cells of our dissolution harvest the fruits growing from our chemical urine, sprayed from a plastic urethra and wipe the cancer from your memory onto your belly. as if it were truly fertile or containing life within the cage of a laboratory the pale boneless sterile fingers without craft give us an artificial cathode nerve replace my fantasy torture my body with your subliminal poison and analyze the rats reaction rolling in his toxic excrement your sterile wives lives of barren psychosis an egg travelling from vestigial ovary i can only sense your uterus with my insanity you wish to slash at your womb. you ask them to remove all fertility with their blades and poison that sacred birthing place a thin veil of plastic between your blood and my sensitivity inner ear having been deafened to the pleasure and terror travelling upon the sun's waves. feel the intricate brine of light crystallize upon your back. Ache you don't understand why i hated you , think your apologies are enough understand the illness i felt because you took my sex for granted think that words are enough and now, i, the fool return to you to correct the illness that you infected me with. and why weren't you willing to do this for me despite all of your admonitions of love ; i feel that it is because you finally feel your loneliness. i know that if i left you you would find someone else to occupy your sex so you could forget humanity and leach off them for a time. how much have you taken from me in the time you've known was it because you thought i was rich? even when i earned my money honestly more honestly than you ever bothered to, you still had no qualms about taking from me, as if you deserved it more than i, or as if i was no better than the capitalists that you so malevolently toy with with your sex. no ability to give and no ability to share properly. as your parting gesture you let me pick up the check as if it hadn't been a joint decision, as if you needed the money more than i. after you had lived in comfort and security the whole time and i had spent all of my money being with you and trying to please you after i had worn out my welcome with your friends after i had lived on the streets, after i had endured the jealousy of kabir (it was you who deserved that, not i) you try to make me feel as if i were cruel-i am not torturing you with my actions, betrayal, but with the truth if you cannot stand it, understand it. and it will have to end because you will have conceived the pain you have forged in my heart