what little grrls are made of: 1986

12.15.1986/age 16

The deepest waters hold the starkest realization.
The pool seems peaceful and therapeutic; so alive

so I dive in -- head first.
I find myself swimming, I swim
and swim, I forget I need
food and oxygen
and I do this rather well, for it is an art.
I have been sold -- past the exhibition --
at this auction I hold.

And for such a small fee.
Forever is a tiny price when I can be everything.
How I stand, proud, waiting to be bought.
But I am past this: now I swim.

I do not notice how icy these waters are.
I do not notice when I become frozen.
And once I thaw and thaw again,
I can never remember drowning.
I can never even remember why I started swimming.
I just lay, comatose, and await
my next exhibition. Sir John, I'm no more
than a Times Square whore.

© 1986/2001


12.15.1986/age 16 The deepest waters hold the starkest realization. The pool seems peaceful and therapeutic; so alive so I dive in -- head first. I find myself swimming, I swim and swim, I forget I need food and oxygen and I do this rather well, for it is an art. I have been sold -- past the exhibition -- at this auction I hold. And for such a small fee. Forever is a tiny price when I can be everything. How I stand, proud, waiting to be bought. But I am past this: now I swim. I do not notice how icy these waters are. I do not notice when I become frozen. And once I thaw and thaw again, I can never remember drowning. I can never even remember why I started swimming. I just lay, comatose, and await my next exhibition. Sir John, I'm no more than a Times Square whore.
	© 1986/2001