dr_con Posted July 6, 2016 Share Posted July 6, 2016 Concrete Who will answer The Door? I had forgotten The Concrete Men were coming today despite evidence of Muscular Machines Sidewalk Symbols Weeds in Cracks lush in rebellion against Flat Other things had slipped my mind I blamed it on a Dharma talk Listening listening to correct my sitting dropping everything bit by bit but Bedeviled-Self Himself stubbornly launches Hungry Ghosts from The Pit It helped so I thought And that was a problem I could drop Sephiroth Qliphoth Orisha and Lwa Buddhas and Bodhisattvas Techniums and Ancestors Up and Down You but not damn Karma Knots of Me interrupted hearing Engine clang the elemental Stone on Metal Fire pumping through gears and other technical abstractions to produce Fluid motion echoes of which travels through Air to reach me on my cushion Damn I think interrupted again This isn’t Reality a travesty Of discipline maybe if I hid in the woods atop a mountain ancient so it moves slowly I’d get it I’d get IT Expecting a knock Arising see stairs upturned being reduced to its aggregate gravel rocks sand bound by cement each distinct pebble shining a Deep History before birth past death a congress of Elder Gods who when turned to dust will not be the memory of Wife’s icy fall or the sensation of limping carrying too many groceries or eagerness promised by overly stuffed suitcases and bags these spirits were never Stairs might as well call them Stars as Blake did seeing them for what they are Hearing knock heading for door wondering who will answer? Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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