01 March 2011

Via Negativa

In dreams, I don't have a name
....and animals are the same as me
I'm rooting for us

Today, I can't shake it
....I want nothingness, to know nothing, to
Center down into abasement

At night, we make out like bandits
....but anything can take us
And anything does.

He says, All my people love me
...I say, go dream yourself some animals
Please. Listen to yourself

Me, I'll take my silence like a Quaker
....speak if I am moved
But I will not be frivolous

Me, I'll take my mornings like a farmer
....without land, take my sunlight
Like it's supper, like I need it

Me, I will bear witness to my evenings
.....let them speak to me like sentences, I am
Watching, I will see it

When they open and spew forth
....what sits behind the silences, I will
see it, I will take it like a gift

Me, I'll take my day times like a dreamer
.....and see myself in all of us
Then sleep like the dead

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