THIRD EYE SPEAKING
THIRD EYE SPEAKING
I see past present future fluff
in a ball of bluff
a ghost down the road
dressed as Victorian toad
speaks through
an IPhone on cue
about cooking fish stew
There rests a bureaucrat drinking mint tea
you see a leather armchair, I see
a bucket of stolen notes
his front is mickey, back a mountain goat
which is which ? no truth to tell
he drives a silver Audi
highway only a stage loudly
in human play, what they make is hay
Yoga teachers fly off to retreats
before fasting, eat boiled sweets
give in pose what they erroneously took
while spiritual guides peepingly look
minds they sharpen watching
inner sensations hatch
only to return home patched
My eye is drawn from baby
caterpillar resting in celery stick
to an empty stomach in
coffee cafe corner tick-tick
thoughts of wants and wishes
making chaotic patterns in dishes
jigsaw aura swishes
saw a watermelon in winter air
landing on a child’s spring hair
To pocket Third Eye speaking the unseeing
I ask my master to take me
~ a b s e i l i n g ~
Copyright © Ghairo Daniels | Year Posted 2025
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