Wednesday, March 5, 2014

64/365 : you are what you are



i want my brain back
my body, my bodaciousness
without all this blubber
i want cutting strength
that slashes the excess away
and leaves me crystallized
like eyes that love so pure
and deep that you can see
the answer to everything
inside them like a cave
of rubies and pillow-throws
lounging in decadent knowing
lounging and digging
and composting the ache
of mortality with the simple
shovel of reality
saying only this,
surrender your resistance
this is it
blubber and all

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