i need more unity

burn off the residue of the former year --
the sticky substance between your fingers and legs.
you were so out of love that you quit politics
and they told you to send your thoughts down the river
like the newborn messiah,
just keep breathing and they'll grow great.

fall came like hot water,
melting ten fires inside you all at once
and you picked up the applebasket of your mind
and sprinkled its innards with thick honey
then you cleansed your hands but
the dirty soap smelled too much like semen

and your head -- the dirty stinking messenger
of an unknown god, boats floating ashore
you were all trapped with nowhere to go but
in, in, inside, deep within and in.

and that was a beautiful day
but now I count the hairs on your beautiful head
and they are burning out from the inside.