mad at my arms
i promise not to stretch them
keep them
tied to my body with a
strong rope
i am fixed by their
fingers and cannot move for days
i take control
i bit my tongue and it bleeds and
my mouth drinks
all the salt and red corpuscles
it is like that
i am drinking myself to sustain myself
from this
fixation of the teeth
i close my eyes and remember
the code
that i am the king of this
small universe
my heart is the planet
my head is the sun
from now on
the emotions are caged like a
white bird
the waters flow as directed
kept well inside
my solid dam
Suki Nakamura
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fixation-3/
