Saturday, January 30, 2016

jan 30 2016

now that we have conquered nature
as it were
and stand uneasily amongst ourselves 
limply holding the reins
eyes seeking to meet each other and then quickly looking away

what now?
do we derive to sustain us in this hall of mirrors

and only in our dreams do we meet each other
as we once were
only in the night of the unconscious 
do we ascertain the the danger 
and the approach of passion -
like lying on a landing strip as the beast 
roars above you 

landing or leaving it did not matter
only the huge shuddering of a body that revealed you
thrilling and
shattering your claim to self sufficiency

and in the aftermath

the only thing you can remember is the smell of the fumes burning your nose and the thrumming of your ears as you struggle to recover from the noise of it.

in the realm of present currency  
we would do well to dwell in this dream, 

where souls are all of one and each other 
and not derived from this 
morass of self identification 

impugned on shards of silvered glass.