Non-Ego from Ego by Ryan NardiI build a box around me.
I build a box of mud.
I build a box of starry skies,
and then I build them suns.
I build up like Im-ho-tep.
I build up blocks of stone.
I build my pride -
- I raise my voice.
I swear I'm not alone.
- What if stars fall from aether,
fall inwards from Ein Sof?
What if the errant Wahe-Guru
's waiting behind the door?
I build a box against the thunder.
At the door of an ancient cave,
I build a wall and wait,
far-flung and chaste for 90 days,
in preparation for what Lion
or what alien magnate
might Charlemagne his way into my day to day
and try to take my pipe away.
I build a cart.
I wend a way.
I build a grave
and fear my fate.
I have a heart
and half a brain.
And I'm hardly certain of anything,
or nothin' 12/30/2013 Posted on 12/30/2013 Copyright © 2024 Ryan Nardi
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 12/30/13 at 03:45 PM I like the way you build, man. Compared to this construction plan of yours, Imhotep's is an also ran. |
Posted by Gail Wolper on 01/06/14 at 04:18 AM This is an exceptional piece. Behind the simplicity are some very complex Buddhist concepts. Love it. |
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