At the beginning of the month, Chiwan gave Terry four prompts. She engaged in fevered writing with each of them and gave the results to Chiwan, who then used the words from that fevered writing to create this dis•articulations poem.
way of answering
who are we
that they kill us
redefines us
as motor oil and blood
don’t we remember
one must be young
a mirror that cannot imagine
thinking meant having ideas
the lip split
mutating faster than we can understand
that we are
past her future
our imaginations
disintegrated
like cheekbones
and a vengeful god
drink to forget
dancing on the graves
all wrong
and not so pretty now
we’re the residue
of the sacrificial lambs
signing up for a past
rearranged
shattered
dislocated
while pretending
no one cares
that they kill us
because they can
dis•articulations 2015 