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You Are So Tense, Cos You Are So Tender

You are so tense, 
cos you are so tender

Deep inside
into the melody and structure of your soul
which as a sort of translucent musical instrument
away to be fine tuned 
and there’s no one else that will do 
the way you do,
you will get the hints, to help you
but the final part, of your soul tuning
is up to you.. and your body senses
and no excuses
cos they help in no way
and no somebody’s else dullness or smartness 
but your own flamboyant self
regardless of inexplicably shiny shadows
loosing the pace but never in forgiveness
to the piety succumbing filth of bloodthirsty altars 
so think of millions of lost and found pieces
in radiance never to be completed
but always on their way
to revoke your peaceful saturation 
to the one and one, or the other, but never yours
sincerely and kindly
peaks above peaks
with the coldness getting under your skin 
chill of hanged love 
creeping though hardly breathing 
peak above peaks
master Kethmandu.
I’m the tallest
cos there’s rocks and rocks,
been thrown my way
so I could stand them up
and use the newly acquired high...
high altitude vocation to do
some power and maintenance
outspoken turbulence
as if ...in life we die
Endurance is a golden key
which opens many doors
are the passages to and from
where we will 
are meant to
or want to
some of them are only to be opened
and never ever closed but less clearer
some of them by being 
looked inside and closed forever 
and ever to be fueled
with the greatest mysteries 
that sprouted in a shroomy way
hideously laughing round 
unfolding themselves, .. to him
to his overwhelming feeling
of achievement, of real work done
by a real mastery right hand
in the right sphere 
under the lamp post
of collisions between 
aversion and curiosity.

Copyright © Jaro Tomko | Year Posted 2018

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