WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:01.800 align:middle line:90% 00:00:01.800 --> 00:00:06.660 align:middle line:84% OK, I'm going to start with a poem called My Revolution. 00:00:06.660 --> 00:00:10.000 align:middle line:84% And it is about the things that we need to tend even 00:00:10.000 --> 00:00:13.760 align:middle line:90% when they're difficult. 00:00:13.760 --> 00:00:16.219 align:middle line:90% My revolution eats arsenic, 00:00:16.219 --> 00:00:17.900 align:middle line:90% Chews lead grapes, 00:00:17.900 --> 00:00:21.020 align:middle line:84% Makes handprints in cheap green paint, 00:00:21.020 --> 00:00:22.780 align:middle line:90% Makes spit bubbles, 00:00:22.780 --> 00:00:24.180 align:middle line:90% Pulls off her diaper, 00:00:24.180 --> 00:00:25.200 align:middle line:90% Negates. 00:00:25.200 --> 00:00:27.940 align:middle line:84% My revolution tells me to stop singing, 00:00:27.940 --> 00:00:29.140 align:middle line:90% Start screaming, 00:00:29.140 --> 00:00:31.500 align:middle line:84% Calls for me and kicks and bites. 00:00:31.500 --> 00:00:34.580 align:middle line:84% My revolution wakes in the middle of the night, 00:00:34.580 --> 00:00:36.040 align:middle line:90% Cold in her piss, 00:00:36.040 --> 00:00:40.920 align:middle line:84% Twist tied by blankets we offered in love, in resistance. 00:00:40.920 --> 00:00:43.940 align:middle line:84% My revolution would kill us in the middle of the night. 00:00:43.940 --> 00:00:45.940 align:middle line:90% When she cannot legitimize. 00:00:45.940 --> 00:00:49.800 align:middle line:84% When she shreds vocabulary, mythology. 00:00:49.800 --> 00:00:53.640 align:middle line:84% When she will not tolerate our singing, my lullaby. 00:00:53.640 --> 00:00:56.560 align:middle line:84% My revolution does not recognize me, 00:00:56.560 --> 00:00:58.860 align:middle line:90% Explores new syntax, 00:00:58.860 --> 00:01:00.300 align:middle line:90% Names her parts. 00:01:00.300 --> 00:01:03.560 align:middle line:84% Shames me because of my shame of mine. 00:01:03.560 --> 00:01:06.600 align:middle line:84% Demands I name everyone in the house. 00:01:06.600 --> 00:01:09.340 align:middle line:90% My revolution spits out cereal, 00:01:09.340 --> 00:01:11.080 align:middle line:90% Spits out arsenic, 00:01:11.080 --> 00:01:13.440 align:middle line:90% Implicates me with spit. 00:01:13.440 --> 00:01:18.440 align:middle line:84% My revolution refuses to believe she will be cured by honey, 00:01:18.440 --> 00:01:21.000 align:middle line:90% or vinegar, or elderberry, 00:01:21.000 --> 00:01:23.600 align:middle line:84% Has no faith that we can get off the grid. 00:01:23.600 --> 00:01:27.540 align:middle line:84% Has no currency but hunger and need. 00:01:27.540 --> 00:01:32.920 align:middle line:84% And her eyes, oh, the eyes of my revolution and their fuckery. 00:01:32.920 --> 00:01:36.440 align:middle line:84% My revolution burns like a city under siege. 00:01:36.440 --> 00:01:40.840 align:middle line:84% Tears like a rocket through the cold swirl of galaxy. 00:01:40.840 --> 00:01:43.680 align:middle line:84% Through the cold calculation of capital. 00:01:43.680 --> 00:01:50.350 align:middle line:84% My revolution sets flame to every prison caged inside of me. 00:01:50.350 --> 00:01:52.000 align:middle line:90%