Thursday, October 29, 2015

"Round"

Round



I am the dung beetle
Catatonic third eye
See this all
In different dimensions
Cataract seared
By
Staring suns
Seeing stars,
But in my head

None are there
No, none are there

I am the dung beetle
My shit has purpose
See the things through my third eye
Hanuman heart
Beating, beating

Slogging in the shit
Love it
Love it
The earth disciplines
Making strength and strong

Stars and shining,
Shining stars
See them shine
Those shining stars
Third eye sun seared
See the stars
Never reaching
Burn to touch
Shit coated tendrils
Become my touch

Rolling rolling
Rolling along
Third eye rolling
Back
Brain projection, upside down
(Always there, always there)
Washed and rolling
Stream of consciousness rolls
Keep it rolling
Keep it round
Cool the burn of searing sun
Cool is the earth
This earth,
Mine
Seen through supine lens
Dark, dark
The dark is done.

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