this a blank document an image
this as simple as a single color
this which stays in the eye behind the eye
this a girl on her back on a bed
this her father’s or her mother’s white-sheeted bed
this her eyes an unknown color
this her age perhaps seven summers
this she is not alone but all the same
this her mouth twisting open a cry
this crying pain and worse the light
this her head turned to one side
this her arms twisting to cover her eyes
this his legs and that portion of himself
this the cover your eyes so daddy can take
this the image of the trapped girl-child
this her eyes an unknown color
this they are closed tightly closed tightly
(Copyright 2023 by Tetman Callis.)
anger
management
anger
management
as i f*ck my hands harder than i have f*cked any woman in quite a long time
i am engaging in
anger
management
with the corners of my mouth turned down
my breath harsh-exhaled from between my stained and rotting teeth
spittle running down my chin and i stink
from the rancid lotion
from the unshowered underarms
from the sh*t-flecked anus
and i am forty-five years old and i am nothing
but i will not be nothing
i will not surrender
i will die and be reborn
i will kill myself and give myself life as only a god may do
watch this space
(Copyright 2023 by Tetman Callis.)
“The path to the Truth always leads through deception and error. The disparity between error and Truth emerges from the very inner fabrication of the representation itself and not from some external condition or obstacle blocking access to the Truth.” – Lenart Kodre, “Psychoanalysis for anthropology: An introduction to Lacanian anthropology”