Z

[Kailashana]

Wild man illustrated man silent man
speak
unsay yourself
wild woman unwritten woman Goddess
sublime
sing your serpent's tongue
split the cosmos
and show your asshole,
show how it all began
poet be damned, poet be the mouth
that knows no song when all else fails
the truth, do not rest upon your
written page, rage
the devil's delivery
rage upon Shiva's dance
let all things come together
as if by chance, the morrow,
the marrow and the circumstance
when all is clear in that moment
of oblivion.

Write as if your life defended
this sensuality, this duality that tortures and
taunts your first breath and your last
one.

Begin when you have no more to say.

~A

[Arcadia]

[the mingo]