Monday, November 12, 2012

Culture the Monster

You are not you. I pity
The tale of you, the window
In your artificial cave

That lets in the slant of light
That oppresses you. Lovely,
These afternoons as you age.

I'm happy to torment you,
And I thank you for your home,
But I am not what you think.

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