Free Write 1, Week 1

W.W.J.D.

I am not your savior.
I am a carcass in a doctor's mask
reeking in the blackened unknown,
disguising the antidote in emptiness.

I harbor truths like ships,

docked, bobbing on lips,

sweltering in conscienceness

until lies swell in high-tide.

I am the snake preying

on the yolk of your ignorance.

I am a cannibal
feasting on your humanity--

And you love me.


And your love boils up inside me
like bile. Reaps my insides
and leaves a pulsing burning,
like the ice in my veins,
as I watched your haunted smile,
raped from your pretty face
by a bullet barrage of white and fur,
claws and gleaming teeth.

Arms flailing like plastic windmills
caught in a gailstorm.
Rabid jerks and grazing chomps
and your body moves
like the wide-eyed rat caught
in the glue trap, wrapped in chains.

And then there came red.

And I buckled while the forces within you
slowly began to dim like the final flickers
of a cinema fading to black. Frozen,
but all the voices that were once silenced
within me began to let out a merciless
high-pitched wail, like a lobster
in a boiling pot.
Lurched and shook, the voices moved
though my limbs were paralytic.

And I watched, the cowardly feline
twisted in my curtail
as you saved yourself.

And your eyes must be blind
with the blood I let you shed
to see me as your God--
I'll let you see me as your God

but your screams still chill me.

Sign-Inventory 1, Week 1

There is a theme of solitude behind the poem "A Martian Sends a Postcard Home". The martian reveals insight into his own enstrangement through the things he focuses his own and how he presents it. The acts that he focuses on are largely solitary. He focuses on things that are seemingly insignificant, like using the bathroom, to show his loneliness. He focuses on solitary actions because he is alone. Still, it is interesting that he views defecating a painful--taking place in a punishment room. He views punishment as a solitary thing, and then reiterates that no one can escape punishment. Perhaps the martian has been abandoned for punishment? Hence his continual focus on loneliness. 

It is not until the last few lines that the martian acknowledges that humans "hide in pairs." He steps away from the pain of solitude in this instance and instead focuses on a harmless activity. There is a feeling of unity within the end. Humans go to sleep together. And at the same time, become one within themselves. The martian too, as is typical of a postcard, is homesick. He feels at one with his home. Perhaps he also comes to understand the part of home, the reflections of home, that lives within himself?