Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Carrot and Stick

Dangle that carrot!
Tell me everything I want to hear, have ever wanted to hear.
But I know. The carrot is poison.
Behind that smile are teeth.
Easy to swallow that carrot.
Open wide, bite, chew, swallow. Status quo.
Push down roiling bile.

Check the chains, ropes, locks.
Ask the Korean torturer,
"Please sir, I want some more."
Ground absorbs split water.
Oh! He saved a few drops for me, just for me!
He DOES love me.
Prostrate myself, roll over, expose my soft underside, mouth open
to receive the life giving fluid, drop by drop, grateful not to be kicked.

And he wonders why.

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