POISON ARROW

POISON ARROW
5/1/99

I’m so tired of this poison on my arrow
And what I aim for
And all the game that is left behind
All the things I could have tried
To rescue
To bring these memories back to life
As casualties just lay there
Convulse in rancid recollection
And I feel afraid to change them
As they confirm my sacrifice
Confirm my aim
With poison arrows
As I give up the one in hand
For the two in the bush
My heart the only button pushed
Written off
As a non-profit organization
As a charity
And that charity
Sponsors my aim
And that is the poison
On my arrow