I
stand before church, blazing a clove, while drifting indelicately. Such classism
or gender pride or casual disapproval. I’m the best at church, the pastor
loves me, I do more than all of you; this gives me favor, this is my nimbus,
this is my Logos.
I
refuse participation. I analyze by behavior. And I listen for intonation.
But
pain was gentle as I floated afar looking upon cloudberries.
I
arrived home, searching interior, a bit sullen concerning fact(s); these shifts
in souls those rosary incantations while needing one stiff shot. I sat down to
write afloat an atmosphere conjuring up images; this woman passed there, this
daughter was silent, this mother was gnarling. I approached grandpa, I asked
his heritage, I, too, asked was forgiveness fair?
I
can’t recount the voids those tender sun-vaults at deep attention.
So
unlike me to resist, where manipulation is so obvious, but I did; it’s better
to sit stillness or to speak kindly at something both parties respond to; the
good at times, is predicated upon the bad at times, while it starts but ends
differently at times; sudden into a hemisphere while trekking neurotransmitters
those
pure, electrifying cries; so bewitched while it was internal where we gravitate
like this once in a lifetime:
such alliance in me so
redeemed in us while nothing is guaranteed; a slight fib, for one thing is true,
if I keep distance I can live in wisdom.
Those
positive behaviors this reported excellence such amorphous such uniting.
We
stand shyly at the epitome of persistence while fiddling threads; to pull at
life or to sing our souls where we become friends; such fatigue this lassitude
in men where one is drugged so lowly; such pure suffusion so adverse with
reality where one is ruling an inverted consensus; our patience with passion
our dreary accounts at something too terrible to refrain.
There must be an Artificer tickling
Descartes or something older.
Neurons
were indicted a man stood trial while a lawyer struck the benefit of the doubt.
I
returned to church, at a similar routine, to witness so many in unison; such
filled essence such religious atoms
such human molecules.
As we exist, we
feel euphoria, where we designate causality; so collectively, or by acapella,
while we wrestle to overcome grandiosity.
