and_i_have_no_regrets
endless desire the dirty things the bugs have seen:
crawl between my knees, feet propped against the wall
back arched as pure judgements slide through the cracks
and kneed butter into stone.
oh the dirty things the bugs have seen, beside my yellow
bathtub, through the dust-filled screen.
they hide under the wood
and in the corners i so carefully ignore.
and i know they've seen my dirty deeds, the skin peel off
my chest. the moths know my secrets, the spiders
breathe in my flaws, as i submerge a pale body into
the icey water of that yellow tub.
trying to clean, clean, clean myself.
i feel that this time, i will purge my soul of all
it clings to unwillingly. i scrub my filthy feet
as my teeth chatter in the artic water.
(this is the only way to be clean, i say)
and once i have rid myself of the dirt and grime,
of the days dust and the spirit's longings,
i hold the soiled, white dish towel, close to my chest.
because i feel it's wrong to rid myself of my experiences
by scrubbing them away.

it's not as though i don't see the value of the filth upon me.
there's no part of me that wants to ignore the past,
beause that only leads to hidden tumors
manifesting themselves under my pure, white skin.
however, i wish to remove these incidents from the thin layer
they've made around my flesh, and hold them in that soiled, white dish towel.
where i can remember, reflect, and rely on the things ive learned,
without their hold on me like spandex clothing.

i cry for the dirty places the bugs have seen,
the naughty things my dashboards witnessed,
the broken memories my walls have soaked in.
i hope my blankets will forgive me,
my journal won't forsake me,
the screens won't retreach from my wooden window sill.

because i loathe the things the bugs have seen
so i'll lay my hands upon that filthy screen,
and shout through the echoing fan to my left,
[and explain that life is a fucked-up process]
and i have NO regrets.
061025
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unhinged 'my religion is to live and die with no regrets' milarepa 080331
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hsg ^^ death and rebirth seen thru lucid_dreaming.

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