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A Poem by monono

hidden, unbidden, under acquiescing silence, for
work is purely functional, so is play -- relax you must.

inexpressible remains
with me, for the master
shrilly, austerely
hands me a list of things to write and speak:
it seeks, it demands, it violates in its criteria.

what have you to say: what redress it is that you seek.
voice forfeited, except no silence either...
speak: silence is defiant.
Speak what they approve, read what they have written,
write as they dictate.

to mirror: I stare at my reflection, daring its double to move,
to stray from the confines of the frame,
but it sits, permitted words stricken with a purpose:
to type the man into being.

The watchful gaze of others,
most of all, my fearful knowing:
a knowing of who I am for them.
The presentness of being, a promise for the future
that one should not break, not even in imagination.
(but is it illicit to imagine? is not being different from seeing and feeling? I write--to see, to feel.)
still it scrapes me, shapes me
my construction in their constriction
yet the more of them I disown,
the less I am my own.

Freedom exists in a frail tender balance, the tipping of which
control is submission.
I steer the eye now;
the gaze of the words will follow
the body. And the body, forming a single mind.

A moment here and there,
doubt creeps, a stammer and stutter for validation:
from them to commend you, to legitimate them.

the body now irrelevant, work precedes, determines physicality

insipid, tasteless, borrowed on the primary passions, but now flattened, indistinct, de-sensationalised.

sense to make, no nonsense to take

recalcitrant: starting, halting, painful is expression.

stealing breath-less moments: to pause...

the body froths and wracks, screams to move, finally restless,
in a tiredness of no work.

© 2017 monono


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