Chapter Two Of X: The Human Condition
A HUMAN FLOOD
calm down
calm down
I’ll get up late
by myself
calling distant worlds
on the telephone
washing different faces
in the glass
caught out
in the snow
summer rain
a human flood
calm down
calm down
they mean no harm
by harming you
wishing different words
were spoken
grey familiar places
pale my eyes
and every smell
in this hood
brings back memories
of a human flood
calm down
calm down
they mean no harm
harming you
calm down
calm down
I’m assimilating you
into myself
calm down
calm down
I’m trading you
with myself
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