on compulsion

[dead man]

i'm

painfully distant.
same old tricks. aging magician
nothing sacred, see: pagan tradition
pray me alive, televangelist grind
faithful apprentice, narrative symbolism. self-
fulfill a prophecy and make it a mission
delayed repetition. that's the danger of
symmetry. obsess on duplication
lose yourself in the differences
selective sentences, pages apart
waste of an art form. televisual altar,
VHS tapes labeled in marker
masking tape like faces covered total facade
the prophet nobody voted for and nobody wanted
threw a stone in the pond. if it splashes i'm fine
don't ask me why.
just another new compulsion arising





dm