A Cargo of Green Hearts
~POEMS~
you must not imagine
a seriousness, an equation. love is a platypus. everyone will tell you “hoax” the one word that hell whispers at heaven over and over. the heart is a wilderness. don’t judge those that have gone there and have come back. they are talking like birds, in whistles, like the old ones did in the half lit fields before the ambulances came. maybe someday you’ll be told the dead circle back or have never really departed or that time is just a hair caught in our eyes. in Japan, zen-master Dōgen smashed wild things over the vases of heads. sufis will shit on the sofas of unbelievers: “fertilize this desert!” the truth is, we choose what to believe: the credulity of a duck’s bill on an otter’s body is a small price to pay for a kiss. I still go mad some days
in the way of the wasp-stung mare who remembers the whip to shock from hoof-flindered stable from piss-sot hay through the snarled wood shunning trail, all things poisoned-straight by men to the secret meadow shaped like a torn jacket long-tainted by twilight, by dandelions by the taste of a twice- trusted kiss. it’s enough to have got
this far, truant from the dust. the sea’s uneven gravity, the way the horizon wraps me in its orange sail. I am misunderstanding Itself but the sun shines through my thin ribs. it’s the light that blinds them and I’m not responsible for that. I long since stopped wearing the shirts they made for me; no offense to the Monkey King but my path is different when I bow my whole body dissolves. I’ve died on the floor and will again. when the sea takes me at last no one will notice. the sand will never stop. someday her hand will arrive reckless and green and I’ll be gone. I am not a servant, I’m her beloved don’t talk foolishly to me as if there is no difference. |
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