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Buddha smiled, Big Belly laugh
OM OM OM
slipt inside a pit of holiness
and ate the mud of birth
God tastes so vaginally sweet
like a pink cotton candy stick
And the Theme Park of Life
swelled in a lustful passion
breaking the rays of a light bulb sun
a 100 watts keeping sight of all souls
A tendency to slip into hungry shadows
and the monkeys within their caged world
threw feces at the visitors watching them
be so unnaturally confined
Nam-Myoho-Renge-Kyo
Nam-Myoho-Renge-Kyo
We’re all One
:: 06-20-2015 ::
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Hungry tongue keeps tasting
missing words and I keep writing,
“That that is is that that
is not is not that is it is it not:
So on this hot summer’s day I
threw in commas and spoke with
a fed tongue:
“That that is, is. That that is not, is not.
That is it, is it not?”
And me and my mouth rejoiced without ever
eating the poisoned apple || God swore
and the devil danced, angels rejoiced
and whores and poor men laughed
like aborted children left inside a gutter
:: 06-20-2015 ::
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I chanced upon an exquisite puzzle one day
It was tiny in size and easy to touch
I did not want to figure it out
but just to hold…
I turned it this way, that way
— any way it would move!
And at times interlocking pieces
would come and go
Eventually I closed my eyes
and relied on touch and faith
and found it much easier to navigate
Life is such, that way.
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WE all fall
as light
and rise
as creatures
of blood
and flesh
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SOME say death is by chance
a twist of fate,
merely happenstance
And others take the rein
seeking death by their
own hands
I say death is the magician
a slight of hand, misdirection
allowing humans to believe
the end is Fate or Self-Fulfilled
But angels see the Cold Pact
forged before time itself
Life is a ledger and always
paid when balance is due
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All my analogies have rebelled
wishing a place among the living
stripping away their cloak of
innuendo
And with fang and claw
they take me
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AS a heartbeat
I heard a voice
and the voice had a sound ; like
a song of something: words?
And the words were entwined
in a sticky glue some may say
are feelings and the fire-tips
of those dancing flames had
a weight called emotion
and the emotion was like
gravity next to a black hole
and the black hole was inside
a cave of bone called Mind!
:: 06-17-2015 ::
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I AM flesh
-lessly human and
full of busy days emotion
I am s tran gley less
tha n most
The soul of Antiquity that
forswears bedecked beauty!
–I AM everything I’ve met
and curse not
the things that
vex me — I love myself
so much better than you
What can I do?
:: 06-09-2015 :: rev1.1
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Love squeezes hate away
and despair into a
‘no-remember’ state
hugeness! and i believe
Large Hadron Collider
world system universe
BANG! And I feel like
the world’s on edge
of new-BORN and will you
take a selfie with me?
A picture to remember
love makes the little
moments precious
and love squeezes hate
and despair! Hey! DAD!
who’s your son? Do you
even know!?! And mother,
our most has died in more
and won’t you take a selfie
so love squeezes hate away
And I no longer care!
:: 05-13-2015 ::
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The morning’s yawn is street-like sounds after
pre-dawn rains. I remove the stems of my waking
body from bed. This day the sun is a lazy un-
procured star that hasn’t yet met her bride but
the horizon hides hungrily behind the promise
of a martial morning. Yet again, today I divorce
last night’s dreams from today’s wakeful place.
:: 03-18-2015 ::
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