when we're walking back from the beach,
i hope you feel like you got something out of it
i used to think the beach was all that
but now i know
that if i went with you
you should have gotten something out of it.
i can go back to the beach by myself.
but if i went with you
i sure as hell got something out of it
if you didn't,
you better go back to the beach
you better get in those waves
you better taste some salt
if you didn't taste
that you accessed privilege
when you accessed me
then you never went to the beach at all
you should have stayed home
because whatever it is was
that was boring you there
is still you
so just stay home next time
because if you think that i'm the waves
and you can ride the waves
and walk back from the beach in silence
then just bury yourself in the sand
because access to the privilege of me
is sand in your eyes.
talk when you can speak
until then
just keep turning over that sand
over and over again
granule by granule
in every wet part
in every gap
of your entire body
because until you get what you accessed
when you accessed me
you might as well plant an umbrella
in front of the cable television
with a lawnchair in your living room
because you don't get at all
what it means
to be alive
and true.
don't mute that commercial.
you're the commercial.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
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