December 29, 2010
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I am a tower
I have entrances and exits,
I stand tall.
I stand for or against.
When cannon balls are thrown against my sides,
I stand against.
No admittance allowed.
When causes are thrown against my brain,
I stand for.
I am open to new ideas;
I stand for sale,
for knowledge and belonging.
I stand for love I stand for understanding
I stand up when it is polite
because I know that my individuality is not compromised by courtesy.
I stand firm against the pouring ashtray human
who stands a shoulder away from my right side
I shut my doors to the invading smoke
the pagan hordes envious of this Babel.
I am everything that ever was.
All of history has touched my being.
I stand as tall as the God that would strike me down.
Within my walls live an eternity of progression,
of circular flow, of jagged lines of history
that will never line up but allow no correction.
I am nothing new,
just a composition of stock phrases and clichés and thoughts had by others.
I hang like a Piet Mondrian abstraction;
I am someone else’s piece of art.
My thoughts are not mine, they are yours.
The cigarette next to me, it is mine now,
consumed particle by particle,
deconstructed by my neighbor’s lighter,
rebuilt within my standing walls.
My lungs, my thoughts,
belong now to the cigarette that no longer exists.
How many walls have I? 4 is not quite right.
A million sounds appropriate, but 3 is more like it.
The minimum possible to make me a shape with enclosed area.
I have no roof,
I began much below the floor.
I stand in acceptance of those things that can influence me positively.
I stand against smoking.
I allow thoughts to flow into my lungs, my blood, I live by them.
I allow them to change me, to shorten, lengthen, or enhance my life.
I am a smoker.
I lay down, I am not impervious to you.
You can leave me standing or tear me down.
I lay destroyed, unable to cope with this lack of control.
I lay forgotten, serving no visible purpose,
doing nothing but holding up the earth that hides me, that holds you.
Your tower stands in my place.
I am stone.
I have no walls, but what I have can never be torn down.
I am a manifestation of Nature,
impervious to destruction,
impervious to mortality.
I am nothing without you.
I stand eternal.