I could make just one word
Sing like some exotic bird,
Or train my heart to
Mitigate my howls for attention.
I circle parties to stain my stomach in beer,
I fear I'll abandon hope.
I cannot cry over spilled milk.
What gain must I obtain
Before I am happy with my life,
In this crawling stretch of skin I'm in.
I detect the sin of humanity
In my solar plexus,
So I pull up my diaphragm
To make it squirm and struggle.
To my dismay, it does escape.
What piece of scrutiny
Must I heed, but mutiny,
For it's all I've ever known.
I'll forget who I am with a new mask,
And find that time
Is defiling me.
I'm beguiling myself
Into believing differently.
Identity is truly an amusing place
To lose your mind.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Dealing Duality
This versus that,
As a matter of fact,Is a misconceived notion
Running deeper than the ocean.
For all is one,
And one is all,
And even though
We think we are small,
Our cause of nature,
Our evolutionary tact,
Has caused the soul to echo back
From salts and clays,
From mud and earth,
In death, departed...
Returned:
REBIRTH!
And from this point,
Perception
Seems to focus less
On me.
I become again
An earthquake or a baby boy to be.
The rationality of duality
Forever lost on me.
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