a parade of elephants pound pavement centimeters away
sharp fucking tusks thirsty, erect
those huge fucking enwombing ears
i am prefontaine
i am bolt
i am looking to run off into my own orbit
the elephant is on the treadmill next to me
huffing
puffing
blowing my every house down
i am running
i am running fast like a three-legged antelope to elysium’s gates
while the elephant stands 20 first downs away
from my hot open carcass
a free buffet for approaching famished lions
that will soon bring hyenas like stoned hung over college kids on saturday afternoon
i put on my latex gloves and snap them to scare myself away
i, i, i
- steven
- "Seeing that before long I must confront humanity with the most difficult demand ever made of it, it seems indispensable to me to say who I am. Really, one should know it, for I have not left myself "without testimony." But the disproportion between the greatness of my task and the smallness of my contemporaries has found expression in the fact that one has neither heard nor even seen me. I live on my own credit; is it perhaps a mere prejudice that I live? ... I need only to speak with one of the "educated" who come to the Upper Engadine for the summer, and I am convinced that I do not live ... Under these circumstances I have a duty against which my habits, even more the pride of my instincts, revolt at bottom, namely, to say: Hear me! For I am such and such a person. Above all, do not mistake me for someone else!" - Nietzsche, Ecce Homo
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