Soon i'll be worm shit or ant toys preferring the latter to the former arrangements made long ago
Of peace i've known from time to eternity blest in moments of awareness/dharma/karma
Nearing the ending
The longest epic poem of Love unending minus my last few leafs riffs upon either writ
The former no longer besmirching the flesh of dead trees impressed with poisonous black ink
Only the latter; a fountain of all knowledge for one and all free encircling the globe
I better understand i wasn't alone beside the Ohio, eyes fondling my sister nude, the shackles in John Rankin's attic, at sea aboard Paradox, or blest by Whales aboard Puffin, or sighing ecstasy buried in vipers ordained. more better more the four year old tricycle abandoned squatting beside a nest of baby pigeons beaks lifted rictus of hunger never slaked crying sightless the heavens providence
But simply as anonymous save for amulets worn constantly varying save for the turquoise ring M gave matching my eyes best days rested no blood shot whites
Moving no longer like a wolf sleeping briefly hunting longer but shark constantly never sleeping death attendant extinction assured
Honey i'm ready for the oven or dumpster don't bother to enslave me to conservative lies slavishly slathered across the media at enormous expense to steal our/my heath the minds of those who like me survived the last individual/corporate war + depression or recession lied misnamed!?
Burn or trash me with the bracelets made by Tibetans self immolating old rudraksha sherpa coral & Bodhi Seeds mala Add the clay motley colored beads by AID's borne mothers who husbands hacked to death or disappeared tying to feed their children & oh, yes please don't forget my Jerusalem Cross they're of no use My time served they jingling upon my right wrist. Encircling/ennobling my right hand while God held the other at all times in prayer continual answered
120821 11:20 gone home?
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