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- my goddess



“You shall listen to all sides and filter them from your self”
Walt Whitman

Listen? Listen to what? The words of a man dead years before I was imagined? I shall not. The words of a man. Old man. God man. Worship man. Submit man. On your knees girl man. Dead man. Gone man.
Wait! What’s this? Admitting weakness...”A child said what is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands. How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he.” You mean you don’t know??? Why not? Don’t you men, old men, gone men, dead men, know everything? Here girl. Listen girl. Wrong girl. We’ll tell you girl. Listen girl. Listen girl.
I’m listening. Listening hard. You “contradict yourself,” “celebrate yourself”? Let’s marry and flee this place! I think I love you. No, wait. Old man. Gone man. Dead man. Bad girl. (Gay man? Dead man. Old man. No man).
So I start to listen more, and more. Listen “Song of Myself” more, and “When I Heard the Learn’d Astronomer” more and “A Noiseless Patient Spider” more. Buy Leaves of Grass more. Read more. Learn more. Love more. Filter more. Understand more. Change more.
Read you in class. School. Walls. Lecture, lecture. Blah blah blah. “Tired and sick.” Want to look up at stars, like you. Want to look up at the stars and see you. No stars, no astronomers, just teachers. “Tired and sick.”
You influence me. Who influence you? No man? No. All men: “The thoughts of all men in all ages and lands.” I influence you. I look for you there, under my boot soles. I find you there, catch your dirt to my soul. “And what do you think has become of the women and children?” I have become of them. Good girl. Beautiful girl. Right girl. Smart girl.



- my goddess










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