Saturday, 14 December 2013

3. The Joyful Message

OK then let’s open all out hearts
to a world welcoming whatever comes
and after that? oh really, this is so mysterious
unfigurable & blatant, yeah, a heap of stones
an outsideness that closes us into the necessity of fun
here! bouncing about in borrowed clothes we may be
or splintering in city light or some dappled glade
that’ll last us until the garrotte grips & bites
shutting down to engrave our last entoptic patternings
multifarious & formal (like a wave or dancing bear
oh this is a dear little bit of our universe, yes?)
if I don’t know any other, please tell me more
how our shared illusions enmesh & we grow around
our damaged hearts may heal & hold

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