oh hello mrs. soul
there are 3 things that can happen to one’s soul:
it can be sold
it can be lost
it can be saved
selling one’s soul is a bit like pawning it take Mr. Johnson
for example his payment was guitar-god chops his redemption
was the blues the blues his immortality
BUT when you lose your soul there is no redemption just a
gaping hole on a positive note ! at least you were not some
soullessfuck your entire life but you are now
*(private family shiva tuesday)
so where did you lose it? just somewhere along the way?
u poor wayfaring stranger to yourself almost unrecognizable
now joie de vivre vivisection chunks fetched a high price
soulsuckers scored she was lithe a blithe spirit silkysweet
to-the-tongue but grew gnarly as a snake sprouting the
horns of Lu poor little jubu
all the zen in the world ain’t gonna save you that rock you been
pushin steamrolled right over you baby even the beaten down
furnace man saw it yesterday in your fridakahlo eyes
here comes the bus!
furnace man cried for his father and his burntout dreams bending
old ladies ears with his syncopated reveries GO AWAY ! i’m busy
with surgeons did you know cancer docs never use the word?
they say malignancy helps them deliver their Kavorkian news
as your soul flies out the backdoor of your cavity (no! not there)
it ESCAPES couldn’t it have taken you with? faithful Sisyphus
well i have happy news for you i intend to grow a new one i feel it:
germinating
gestating
genuflecting
to the setting sun (what was was) to this next chapter of your life
it’s gonna be much gentler amazing grace methinks you’ve been
fucking saved !
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sky of mercy sky of fear
sky of memory+shadow
sky of longing+emptiness
sky of fullness sky of blessed life..
(Bruce Springsteen The Rising 2002)
Spring 2024 ..cancelled.. or is it?! 🌹🌹
songanddancegirl 