How to eulogize
the death of my thought
my afterthought
my thought of nothing
my frustration with it all.

A burning semblence
of the impermance of my art
A sacrificial offering to the gods
apocrophyl and all-consuming

Squinting eyes from the all-encompassing sun
reflecting heat gaseous
and dribbling up
through viscous space

Honey sweet your hair in my face
The wind in gusts
The water spilled - now dry

The empathic touch
I feel
Your ego in the heal of my palm
my concerns and crumbs of thought

Let it all burn in the high desert
as one
and join
our imperceivable modes of connection and expression together

In the last great extinction
the extinction of humanity
the extinction of all thought

The pinprick in our hearts
bloody beet red
blossoming with the passion
of tear drops

As sailors, rose petals remind our lovers we were here
wishing for the nook of naked arms
sailing to oblivion
a life he'll never be able to tell

Its in the stary stellate
white and charming
rushing by like river run-off
in gullies and pools of stagnation

Tattered cloth
soothes the air in strokes
in whisps
a sound of teething air so familiar
with fringes and edges

your soul sails in the current of this breeze
the weight it carries
it can not bear
silent in the moment
somber eyes flooded with a sincerity of existence
the future is no thing no thought no self
and yet you contemplate it all
and smile
wide and angled, nose long
and forehead broad

here is the essential lapse in the ingredients of time
the comfort of life in Fall

The colors, the crisp smells
the heavens cool nights
the darkened days, the shadowed faces
highlighted in the steam wafting cumin and cardamom from warm chai tea
essential for just right - rightly just - just now - just this
the next inhale
a life for the eternal mind

11/01/2001

Posted on 11/01/2001
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