stand alone

you must protest

you must defeat defeatism

you must allow yourself to see that if this is it

if this is the worst you can imagine

at least it won’t be worse

and that it is this

where you are still you before you weren’t

you

a protester

a defeater

a you

the most must that must be

*

solitude is soul

it is falling for one’s carcass

it is embracing re-birth

and it is all there is

for in all

there is only it

the loneliness

of I and T crossing together

to make something more than more

something that is in me in you in in too

and something that stands alone

*

to the women who fear oblivion

know that to fear

is to already belong there

and to not know who these women are

is to cast them there again

where there is not there there

just deepness till drowning

and the still floating afterwards

in the darkness that dresses

and makes them wear