Tuesday, March 6, 2012

For Now.

It's finished
for now

spaced, and ordered
justified.

They're only words
for now

but soon they'll breathe and walk
and speak out loud.

Fiction,
sure
but I like to think there's something more
than my imaginings
printed here
on this pile of papers.

I have taken your voice
and a confession from behind a curtain
a face from here and there
names that belong
to people who don't yet know
that they are now implicated in this
drama.

I, for once,
am nowhere to be found
though perhaps lurking in the margins
whispering
watching
waiting

for now.

This package of other peoples limbs
thoughts
names
words
covertly collected

I, Frankenstein,
this my monster

a Promethean thief

I remain unreprimanded

I've got away with it

for now.

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