Dripping Words From a Mouth
HOW encapsulated is life:
a tree a root a lie.
How we pray for wonders.
How i wonder too?
A joke by Joyce:
he pilfered a copy
of Ulysses but possibly
one book he did not finish.
And some call him stupid.
While i forget how life tastes
i smile and weep inside everything
oh well oh no oh hell so it goes.
We eat inner organs of beasts
we bend over to graze down into
the inner space of our fears --
how lovely disaster smells --
how beautiful is everything
that dies.
:: 03/09/2022 ::
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