Mi Revolucion es en Mi CorazonA Poem by Michael Handel?????? This just happened!!!!!!! I don't know, I'll concede to any assertion that this may be..stupid? I'm not sure of this yet. I'm just trying to experiment with new things I suppose.
Surrender myself to false prophets, recommended to me, by one, one day in Autumn, several years before I was fathered
"Never!" I replied heartily, happily, as I transformed from savage beast into lover of self, one day in Autumn, long before I had a mother
Many Autumn days spent in mirrors, lusting for July's carnal invitation, many Viva La revolucion's howled into someone elses mirror--I'd imagined my face committing, as I sat naked, destroyed, soaked in the spittle of false prophets and lesser gods, one day in Autumn
An invitation I found, found I, to enter the parade of mutineers with fists extended, "Never!" A refusal, drooled from upper lip of mine "I dance alone!" my palms pressed flatly on the pavement between mutineer's feet, "and not yet, is it July", one day, in Autumn © 2008 Michael HandelFeatured Review
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2 Reviews Added on July 11, 2008 Last Updated on July 11, 2008 AuthorMichael HandelPhiladelphia, PAAbout"my poems are only scratchings on the floor of a cage" -Charles Bukowski more..Writing
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