The dissonant clatter of oppression
is muted today -
Pregnantly replaced
by the musical sound
of my urine hitting the water
It is free
from the tyranny of my bladder
its feudal rule
and its deafening political anthems
Today, my urine lives free
in a watery blue world
Free
to pursue its loftiest aspirations:
lawyer
priest
CNA
journalist
prison guard
pirate
It is alive with the jazz
of a first menstruation
the power ballad
of a sexual debut
with a clown
and the gospel
of an Easter morning
abortion
Dance free ye urine of great emmancipation!
and move to the rhythm
of your destiny
is muted today -
Pregnantly replaced
by the musical sound
of my urine hitting the water
It is free
from the tyranny of my bladder
its feudal rule
and its deafening political anthems
Today, my urine lives free
in a watery blue world
Free
to pursue its loftiest aspirations:
lawyer
priest
CNA
journalist
prison guard
pirate
It is alive with the jazz
of a first menstruation
the power ballad
of a sexual debut
with a clown
and the gospel
of an Easter morning
abortion
Dance free ye urine of great emmancipation!
and move to the rhythm
of your destiny
I can't tell you how much this poem deeply moves me. It is an urgent, uncomfortable poem. It reminds me of the time I held it in for 24 hours instead of going in the corner of a moving boxcar.
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