bubbles of insistence mocking Paradise

[Kailashana]

from where comes this silence
marching
goose-stepped
without drum or drummer,

what am I to do with it now?

the lovers' bed is a den of thieves burning
with graven images, Gods we
have created,
undoing
this becoming

uncompromised but
loved
like a Jesus who fucks
only the virgin mind

walk
away, just walk away
into our own
world...

[saw]

pretty cool anna.....i think we live a lot of our life inside our heads, it's a wonder we have time to connect with real people, i like the image you present of silence's determined march.....and I was particularly fond of this :

uncompromised but
loved
like a Jesus who fucks
only the virgin mind

provocative and thought provoking.....an excellent plan for poetry.......