an anarchist doesnt think about these things

sometimes i piss myself
but mostly i fall down
and forget

at the grocery store
with everyone looking on
almost not paying the clerk

at home in the kitchen,
in the bathroom,in my bedroom
desire swooned and now so do i

at used bookstores
in the dark upstairs
between the racks of sweaty playboys

it used to be seizures
and now its something else