Burn it
Burn it to the core and see inside
Inside yourself, for once, inside others and inside the world
The beauty of a timeless treasure once lost, regained
To imagine the bounty of life in all its splendour
I lie, in my inner being, on somber moment for spell of thirst
To drink the blood of deer and cat and grant
Grant my memory to them, for they are death and reincarnation
No somnolence in study or loss of memory
But wonder and tawdry nuance
Still, complete as a picture is want to be, so as it is said
We all see, this photo of the mind in the space surrounding
To see too little, so little, but the raw grains of truth, love, and beauty
The rice splits, the pot boils over
The time is come to dance like an angel
To feel the royalty of denouncement
And the hilarity of it all
Laugh! Laugh! Laugh at your enemies
For they are the funniest people you will ever meet
And see what joy they bring you with their anger
It is still, in the underground
It is still, in the pool of memory and time
So one more time:
Tell me, where do you live?
