From Writing Exercise 1

This is not television. This elephant
awareness of all that is tragic and insecure
in the world. Finger nail polish cannot hide

these scars, so let this robe cover the silver

bullets of your suicide. We’re putting down

dogs and Dalmatians, for, these people are not like

us; they are savages. They keep freedom in an

air-tight jar and she suffocates. The cherry

blossom always longs to bloom. We fight for the

fountain of youth, but do not taste its waters. We

live for eternity when the vacuum of the

battlefield sucks us in to war. This is war. We

fight for freedom, die with none, but here, warm yourself

with electricity. Be knighted by death.