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release written with steel |
Organ written novels of my life Short story publications Blood and tears for the ink Soft tissue as paper My body is an autobiography My spine the paperback binding Scars speaking for myself Hundreds of authors speaking for one Pain, sorrow, joy, childishness Book marking chapters and subtexts Written in the style of the memory Blood, tears, crayon, and facial expressions Each scar recollecting who, what, when Documenting word for word Objective and bias points of view Pending the depth of the wound Stories fading in and out Introducing characters in a segmented fashion Protagonist one chapter, Antagonist the next Collaborating to a temporary conclusion Rewritten and revised every day Memories erode spontaneously Collectively writing Triggering automated associations Introducing new authors Autobiographies end with a death certificate The characters are still growing Developing, dying, being born My novel is dark, enlightened with a childish wonder Growing in page numbers with each breath Adding new scars, Reviving the old Voicing their stories in an open forum Acoustically reverberating off flesh walls To my hand scribing my journal The stories imprinted in my organs tissue Scarred from the pain Drowning in sorrows tears Written in wrinkles on grinning lips Healed from foolish childish play |