Mary M. Speaks to Boy-loved Boys (and Little Prosti-tots, too)
I saw you in the magazine
little chicken
I saw you
On the corner—there!
“For
Eyes saw you on the open
cyber highway.
little chicken, little pigeon
there you were.
May be they say
They love you
But
They’ll leave you,
Little fling.
May be they say
It’s all right
But
It’s not.
May be they say
It’s worth
The cash
They’ll shove
Right down your throat.
May be they’ll
Make you love it
Like they
Don’t.
Tell me for real
Little chicken, little boy
Tell me if you know about
The truth.
Tell me if you
Know your
Tiny childhood’s
Stripped away?
Tell me if you know
There’s no more youth.
Tell me if you know
That they don’t care about
Your name.
Tell me if you know
They want you “free”.
Tell me if you know
You’re just another
Meal for them
Tell me that it’s not
Depravity.
Tell me that it’s not
Dehumanizing
that your wanted just for what they’ll never have again and you no longer have once they have tossed you to the curb and let you see how much your shattered battered pseudo-youth is worth to them now that you’re broken and dejected—
Once
The
Precious
Youth
Is
Gone.
You won’t weep with me now
‘Cause you’ve
Not felt
The
Sting
of
“You’re too old.”
You won’t wail with the fallen ones
‘Cause you’ve
Not been
Cast
Down.
Must you wait
‘Til your
shine is
gone
to drink this
message in
Must you wait
‘Til you’re
tarnished,
son
to finally
drink the
Truth?
11/24/04
BurnThis
The spoken word is Dangerous
The written word is Powerful
The potent thought is Virulent
Will they burn this when I’m Done?
Today he told me I was a whore
Told me I wasn’t good enough
Told me Trash shouldn’t ask
questions of no one
Trash should take whatever’s handed her
Told me I was Trash-
And I believed himthespokenwordisdangerous
Today he wrote an article on Hell
Said There’s no redemption
Said Yeah this is permanent
Said Don’t worry my whore’ll be there with you Too bad I won’t Said Live for today
The ends justify the means Said There is no Heaven-
And you believed himthewrittenwordispowerful
Today you heard my story
burnthis
And you scoffed at my entreaties
burnthis
And you thought what’s her problem
And you thought this is so depressing
And you thought this is so redundant
And you thought she doesn’t even know me
And you thought what can she tell me she’s a whore
And I thought what can I tell you you’re male
What can I tell you you’re white
What can I tell you you’re gay
What can I tell you you’re rich
What can I tell you you’re older
What can I tell you you’re right?thepotentthoughtisvirulent
But you don’t want to hear it so you’ll burn
This-is the cold, hard truth so you’ll burn
This-tells that you are brainwashed so you’ll burn
This-tells that you are gullible so you’ll burn
This-tells that you are not immune so you’ll burn
This-is the spoken word try to burn
This- is the written word so you’ll burn
This-is a potent thought try to burn
This.
The spoken word is
Dangerous
The written word is
Powerful
The potent thought is
Virulent
Will they burn this when
I’m
Done?!
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