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A WALK THROUGH THE VALLEY OF THE SHADOW OF MY ENORMOUS FISTS

i walk through the vast expanse
red sand stretched further than eyes could imagine
the real hell you only see for a second at a time
flashes of scorched desert pouring into my eyes
my feet hit the floor and the dust rises
and falls
the flashes come quicker now
and the clouds of dust where my steps were
form into spheres
adorned with continental patches and swirling oceans of ash
they slowly rotate on his axis
not perfect
they tilt and i tilt until i stop moving
the wall i hit is a large man or a larger man
his eyes are huge the way you can't see over the horizon
and there's eye behind his face
the eyes are way bigger than they should be
he says i'm not meant to be here
and what am i doing
i shrug i'm looking for the answer to something
we both know it has to be a question
the old man's bigger than big and quick
but choices don't work the same out here
i wrestle god to the ground
with my knees pinning his arms down
i lay into the bigger than big old old man
and his eyes fly out with each hit
my hands are torn open and the blood dry with ash and dust
eyes pouring out of the eyes of the eyes of the big old man
god repents at my feet
he asks me why i wouldn't go
but choices don't work the same out here
so i tell him because he's lying to me
that the man is a liar
and he tells me
choices don't work the same out here




THE TRIUMPH OF THE PERPETUAL LOSER

i feel like the reason man split the atom was
to recreate the minute dance the rain performs
as it explodes like the most intricate galaxies onto my face while
all the time the haze of uncertainty clouds my vision
like technicolour static on a vast frenetic monitor

with resignation as the failed systemiser
i crawl inside myself to hide from my heartbeat
reverberating through my body and my surroundings
with the jerky stop-start-stop-start
of an ancient circus film reel
billowing within my Psyche as a drop of blood in water
as i withdraw further into my own energy
my mind atrophies - and i am lost

and then you
gripping my temple and wrenching me from beneath the earth
into the daylight that forces my eyes open for the first time
and you pull me out of my narcissistic self
doubt and pity and self indulgent negativity crumbling away from me
with your divine play you square my circle - you circle my square
we epitomise non duality - oneness
heaven and earth
body and psyche
mind and matter

and then
you

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