NOTES ON PAIN
De Sade just wanted to blow the paradigm
apart by overloading the hive mind
like Spock and Kirk every other time in
Star Trek: that’s the philosophy of pain.
Foucault liked tit clamps now and then.
They helped him think, and near the end
in Paris bathhouses his AIDS inspired
Nietzsche emerged: Après moi le deluge.
The Raft of the Medusa’s a commonweal
of pain. Gericault lets you feel it deep:
black and white, young and old, equal
in wave-tossed enervated suffering.
Though nothing is more democratic
than pain, the difference is for the privileged
it’s a luxury, like salt on their life’s meat;for the rest of us, it’s the thankless oxygen.