/ compass : cog \
\\ . . . with this haywire heart for a compass,
i learn to dance in the city.
it’s full of teeth, but so am i —
i’m not afraid to run or fight when
i walk the wrong way,
catch a bus in the opposite direction,
miss my stop on the train,
get lost in the machine . . . //
\\\ a cog says: i refuse to be consumed. i would rather
work. i will not be worn down. if i break, it will be
spectacular. expect fire, expect
noise. a riot. smoke rising,
ashes coming alive. expect me to burn,
expect conflagration, expect me to
spread like disease, ///
: call me a trouble maker. :
: call me if you’re angry, :
: call me if you want to talk to someone, :
: call me if he makes you feel unsafe, :
: call me if you want to kill yourself — :
: this doesn’t have to be a pyre, :
: there’s still water left in us. :