all things must pass
at what point do you realize your dreams are those of
your younger immortal self? now infirmly in the rearview
sad but true or maybe glorious + a huge fucking relief
ALL THINGS MUST PASS
even the Higgs boson guy he died yesterday at 92 discovered
the God Particle won a Nobel +the Reap found him in Edinburgh
at his pub bub enticed him into the alleyway
+whispered sweetbosons in his ear
so what do i mourn? young joints the slinkything riding high my crack
memory this final seedcrop of my mind a force to be reckoned with pulsating
in the murk spark it up old bitch glorydays on the trail ahead ! (uh huh)
dreams of ocean living a dimming tide why not move right into the hospital?
it’s blocks away with a fabulous food court ! from which your old mother couldn’t
be pried away or run for the fuckinghills on knees eviscerate
to a place where there are no hospitals no ghoulish surgeons ready with their
whippersnippers the view from my nirvana is spectacular almost beats the
solar eclipse yesterday
where in my local park a little boy shouted el eclipsé over +over while another
peed openly on a tree he’d been whipping it grew quiet ears pricked up hair
on the back of your neck too
dark descends on the promised land
fancy boutiques light up at noon the last bird falls
+it grows as cold as a witch’s teet (like father used to say)
and then another of those feelings of euphoria like in the pandemic +your other
near death experiences what exactly are these? awe? gratitude? nirvana? am i
even alive anymore? what’s the difference? you’ve been down so long
up is a mere rumour
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..angels often don’t know whether they’re moving among the living or the dead..
Rainer Maria Rilke The First Elegy 1923
SPRING 2024 ..more slink..
songanddancegirl 