- IN STEAD
- By Chris Harris
Where were you last night?
But more importantly, WHO were you last night?
Were you Romeo
Composing soliloquoys to your distant sun;
Climbing over walls of stone
And pissing unchecked
On social barriers?
Were you a carefree
Nameless beast
Raging sleepless
Through a neon underbrush
Of tangled streets?
Were you a mindless drone
Starving at a pale screen,
Feeling up a
Palm sized rodent
Looking for someone to lay
your soul to rest?
Were you a son? Were you a father? Were you a teacher? Were you a mother?
Or were you a
were you a
were
wolf
changing place, as you changed your face?
Everything all at once.
Never quite sure where your wondering
I might take you
By open hands
By open mind
By open mouth
By stolen tongue
By hungry hungry hungry
But closed eyes
That you’re misled.
To sleep, in turn, to dream
Instead