Occupy Poetry

The World Belongs to the Dogs Now

BY Dane Giordano

Don't think of me a victim
for I am satisfied
in being tied to the earth

think of the real victims
those who
their lives away

Life is just a flash
for the victim
life is just pain
when you
kiss for sport
mistake fame as a dream
speak in gossip
pictures of yourself
looking at the world
through cameras
juggling your confusions
glittered herpes

Those who have to think
to laugh
to dress
those are the victims

let me walk aimlessly
chatting up the moon
another midnight side street

Let me play out of tune
foreign rhythms
walking backwards

Let me not rely on God
Let others rely on me
Let me not think of gospel
Let me just think...


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