Make it professional, eggshells, deserts, monks and
apostles. Make it glorious, fraught by emotion, a few laughs on a good night.
One believes. Another is agnostic. Another is hostile
towards believers—a different religion.
Nakedness. A naked personality. Most vulnerable
silence. Or … a skilled jaguar … gypsum and diamonds … a stolen soul … gusts of
earth, futility of message, double rain.
Only with
time; contrasts, comparisons, causation, myth.
Unfiltered
digestion, unfettered dynasty, with rain feeling ecstatic—
a face
of baptisms, theological rites, pain in skies, thus, thunder, lights
flickering.
Aside the winerock, smoldering pressure, playing
piano, acquiring new habits, beliefs, a rhythm of pretentions, a pretend
essence, to present as unnoticed.
An ancient
pendant, ancestors, arts and ants the colors musing upon prisms; birth rites,
birthstones, pictures in ink, immortalized in memory—made tribal.
By garment. By riddle. Piccolos debating sound,
passion confronting scruples, most furious, kinetic winds … casual toeholds,
minds baffled, losing parts of an immature sin, gaining more suspicions, less gullible,
more emphatic about aesthetics—mourning philosophy, asking by dreams, larger
meanings, more intense, angered it hurts to whisper wisdom.
