5/31/2015

for so long I have
played their fool
have crawled through life
as instructed.

now so little time left
I assume the dancer's pose
bend a single thumb to
gravity

unlisten  
those who have said:
be reasonable. plan ahead.
who told me
don't be foolish you cannot
feel the earth move.

but here in a quiet seat
of crushed roses I have
witnessed the stars pirouette
night like practiced
dervishes have felt the tides
leverage my bones
so subtly seaward like
smiling bankers
reclaiming loans.

go on. be reasonable.
keep your seatbelts buckled.
I am no longer with you
my weeping is the knife
that cuts the harness.

when Shiva awakes
he will not stand still.