Absence of An Ideological Sameness
the big picture will roll around
found within the romantic bliss
of one & another’s initial journey,
where questions that are not simple
get asked of the other, to establish
some kind of “spiritual” center
in the person laying there in the bed beside
or across the table in a fine restaurant---
for those of us whose “center” is hollow,
for those of us whose “center” is merely
a mish-mash of tendons, muscles, organs,
nerves, biological fluids & life until
life decides to stop within us,
then the conversation stays on this plane &
this plane alone &
for the other motivation,
one in which by some sequence of events
conjured in one’s head,
the whole universe has a puny little human
being in mind &
therefore, there is “life after death” & meaning
beyond our mutual reality &
a “soul” & all the rest of it…
when these two heads collide,
once the sex has worn off,
there may be
an absence of ideological sameness
which causes one individual,
the one who wants the other to believe what
they believe,
to throw a little fit &
it might just ruin the whole deal---
why not break the ice with the big questions &
leave the little stuff for the post-orgasmic
babbling?
a.“hi there, i saw you standing over here & i was
just wondering if you think that there is a “god,”
you know, a “soul,” that whole “afterlife” thing &
the rest of it?”
b.”um, i guess so…your name is?”
a.”hey, enjoy the rest of your evening. see ya.”
Copyright © Andrew Delapruch | Year Posted 2012
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