Saturday, November 14, 2009

The End of Struggle

This is the west side. Our side. Not your sunny side up white collar pancakes and dreams. We are the puppy mill. The last stop. Harder veins, tagged trains, jacked brains. You don't fit in.

We don't see the litter. And I didn't crawl out from under this rock yesterday. Add it to the pile. Burn it to the ground. Stomp your feet. Drag. Waste. You won't fit in or stand in line at the clinic.

We are the generations. This is the west side. Our side. Not your hayride white collar lattes and creams. Push back. Stomp. Fit in. Try looking the other way or looking me in the eye.

This is the bad side. Our side. Not your All You Need Is Love two disc set. Take your sad eyes and see my struggle isn't against flesh and blood but against principalities, against powers, against darkness.


Kay Larch said...

Wonderful! "...not the all you need is love two disc set side...." I love it!

La Feroce Bete said...

Just so you know - you personally are an inspiration Kay, not just your ah-mazing artwork. Your spirit is comforting and easy. And everyone needs someone like that in their lives.

Anonymous said...

PLEASE tell me this is going to be hung on the wall in the shop!

La Feroce Bete said...

The Jonas Gerard!? I wish. Maybe one day soon we'll be able to afford it!! :)

Anonymous said...

Sure...the Gerard would be nice...but I was talking about the piece you wrote.

That would be fantastic to have displayed in a shop on the West End!

Mas said...


ggray said...

What an amazing and gritty poem - as someone has has lived in my studio on the West side, La Feroce Bete has it nailed. Not for the weak of heart but the adventurous of spirit. That's our west side and it makes the writing leaner and tighter, makes the art wired and enlivened, makes every trip there an experince to talk, write and dream about.
Eat your hearts out safeworld walkers.

I really want to publish this in the next issue of Fissure and want to see a lot more of your poetry and short fiction!

La Feroce Bete said...

Wow. Thanks Gail. You have no idea what that means to me coming from you.

I don't get a lot of time to write, but I have just gone on a tv fast for 21 days, so now's as good as ever.

You can publish it. I would be honored. West side! :)