Followers

Saturday, November 28, 2009

ode to creation

new nameless created thing, thus naming you i dedicate this to you to be and to have fun with your other names in a not-so-distant game where you can go back and forth, in any directions, in your dream, creating new ones, and know that you were somehow connected to me. although you may forget who or what i am, you will nevertheless always have me in you, and you will jump, or do whatever you do, when you experience the light for your first time, and you will slowly remember me and love yourself as a result, or perhaps i will be entirely surprised.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

illumination

something happening with neptune that i don't know about, yet some new-agey philanthropist shouts this at me because people in touch are supposed to know these things, and my mind, though unable to send a verbal message to my mouth, is pouring into the canyon in my chest, and i wonder what negative black space, what satanic metaphor, is holding me down, still, after all these years, and, nails thick, pressing into my skin like bamboo torture, and out of breath for doing nothing, i flip open to a page of blake's illuminations and wonder at what point jerusalem's restoration was inevitable, if it was in yahweh's stars, or if that city could have ended when it wasn't on the map, snuffed out by all the world.