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Sunday, July 4, 2010

declaration

declare independence, don't let them do that to you
the words screamed at her
but i don't know how, don't know how, she thought
all i have is this red blood and these blue lips,
the white remainder of a burned flag

raise your flag, higher, higher
the woman told her
her arm hurt, but she lifted, lifted
until the flag was high enough
and the decorations were in order
she said, protect your language,
make your own flag,
ignore their patronizing

covered her ears, turned away from the boom boom crackle
go to the top of your highest mountain
she found the fridge, ice for the wound and beer for the memories

i don't know if this makes sense at all. i was listening to bjork's "declare independence." yeah i'm pretty certain this doesn't make sense.

1 comment:

Geneviéve Cuva said...

It makes a little sense, if you squint and turn your head sideways...
For serious, though.
While I was reading this, I was imagining a veteran going through the memories that are being triggered (by the fireworks & her cut or whatever), struggling with them and who she is now. Like PTSD?

But that's just me, I like making stories. :D