~ LIQUIDITY
...à la Rimbaud
Like a seraph sitting at a bar
I live clutching a ribbed glass
Under a sky swollen by soaring sails
In me inaccessible dreams,
Like hot excrements
From an old dovecote
Make sweet burns into my skin
And my tender heart
Is gradually sapwood
The young gold sun
Bathing in blood
And when I have carefully swallowed
Each and every dream again
I turn around
With so much fire into my veins
And prepare to release the acrid need
Soft as the Lord of cedar and hyssope
I piss highest and farthest
Towards tedious heaven
With the large heliotropes
Consenting.
posted by daubmir at 20:25
Your Self & Yourself
Have the courage to touch
Your life:
It'll be a first time
For you
And you'll never know
What hit you.
Everything
Man has thought,
Felt and experienced
Is gone
And
Nothing
Is put in its place.
You don't want to be free from fear
All that you want to do
Is
Play games with it
And talk about
Freeing Your Self
From fear.
Your constant utilization
Of thought
To give continuity to
Your separate Self
Is
YOU:
There is nothing there
Inside you
Other than YOU.
When you stop
Moving toward becoming
Something
Other than what you are
Then you are not in conflict
With yourself.
- daubmir
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