(Poem) Dangerous by Melissa LaFlamme

16216218_10210635984632265_1792786746_nArtistry is subversive.
Like generative love.
Both, sanely creative,
rooted in your lower chakras
birthed
in the earth’s darkly
shimmering
teachings
to serve
the Teacher. Dangerous.
Fucking dangerous;Artistry and love run amok
against the current of the culture
that wants you,
YOU
in line,
to work,
on time,
paying
your
taxes,
buying more shit,
destroying the planet.

Because, you see —
your natural-born
freakylicious
artistry upends
your membership to the cultural
consensus club —
downright ousts you from
that meeting with the nonsense
that numbs you,
cuts you
off from what you have
barely overheard and perhaps
denied;
deadens your root
instincts to live
out your true inheritance
as this gorgeous, unruly,
flourishing,
seminal
intelligence so that You
can be used
to serve
what still throbs,
imminent
alive and whispering
your name — come to carry you home.
Home
to do what you came for,
you Freaking Artist, You.

©2014 Melissa La Flamme

 

2 thoughts on “(Poem) Dangerous by Melissa LaFlamme”

  1. Powerful poem, especially critical for those of us who live, breathe, and create outside the dominate. In this political climate we need all the help that we can get.

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