Johnny Noir

Rookie (New York City)

The Damned Man


I am the Damned Man—
Raped by my father at midnight
During last winter's snowstorm,
The damned man who walks between taxi cabs
Carrying his penis in a sack,
The child who eats his mother's feces in the dark—
I am the damned man, rapist in the park,
Gunman with a bullet for the schoolgirls
And naked Europeans, I am the damned man—
I walk the alleys of foreign cities choosing who to love,
I walk through the sky on paths of clouds,
I am damned and so unredeemed
My own father would not recognize me,
My mother, the dropp dead dangerous whore
The lover of Bollywood and Texas,
Encountering bandits from the holy city of El Dorado
And the Vatican and New York—
I am the damned man
Who will marry the devil's daughter,
The damned man who slaughtered the natives
And scolded the nanny for feeding the baby hot water,
I put on blackface and walk into pool rooms,
I am the damned man, a soul given up for Lent,
forgotten by the side of the road,
You do not recognize me
For I am the reflection in your mirror,
Your face mine to rip off and tear up like confetti
Because we are all the damned man
And the earth is hell by another name
With rising oceans and sharks
That devours our timeless eyeless signs of decay
Like rotten algae on the side of a dead pier
Raked by the holy salt water of the sea

Submitted: Thursday, October 25, 2012

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