zoanthropy

"i'm so confused", she says
and leaves me worrying on the floor
the flowers in her hand
the smile on her face will fall unto my shoe
between death and life she sways
and i can pull her either way
into her arms and i've lost all feeling
and you can tell i hate being like this

there's a spot in her eye
it's visible so everyone can see it
the upper advantage
everyone kills it all for everybody else
in all thought exists evil
and looking at her now
i just want to die
because there is no answer

so she pulls everyone through
and leaves me behind in the hallway
am i the last in her mind?
the ordering spins underneath, between
and i smile for the last time because
"i'm so confused," she says

-winston campbell-
30/9/96