Exploding Head
(your head explodes
(and asks how dark,
(how dense
(your darknesses,
(whether you can cast them off
(and what would happen next))))))
Poems that lead
(into a mind
(are poems that feel
(like this:)))
Have you been here
(all along;
(have we))?
Tell me,
(please:
(is “suddenly
(and unexpectedly”
(the way you want
(to die
(as well))))))?
Do you set off bombs
(in your own brain)?
Do you lift your head up
(willingly
(to slip the collar on;
(do you welcome it,
(or do you turn
(away)))))?
Are you “innocent
(of all the violent things
(your thoughts imagine
(doing”)))?
Talk about a time
(when you had to face the facts
(or pay
(the price,
(or be the one
(to lurk
(within the margins))))))
Creep up
(gently
(on the shadows,
(it’s your turn
(to give
(the scare;
(be on a roll,
(reversed—
(beware,
(and look
(alive))))))))))
Bend me over
(easy,
(do your worst
(you’d better
(make it good;
(you make your worst
(your best))))))
What I’m saying,
(what I want is:
(give me your best
(worst)))
Read these,
(let your head
(explode;
(to be reborn
(you’ve got to die
(once
(first))))))