11/19/25
every day since i left indiana
and slept naked in the woods
and ate only stale pasta
and sweated out all my impurities in the attic,
and gazed at the open endless night time sky
so vast i forgot my feet were on pavement
outside the little library
where i read a moss-eaten grapes of wrath
on a moss-eaten couch
taking my stoic engagement in a moss-eaten lineage
of paranoid seekers stumbling ‘round a labyrinth
i’ve bowed daily to nothing at all
in the labyrinth
you’re supposed to get lost
and get okay with it
then find your way to some epiphany
but in the center was only a small wooden gnome
winking
i couldn’t bow to it so i tore through the soleil
trends broken through crystalline time
shatters ceaseless dreaming ubiquitious mine,
mine
crashed out onto pavement again
i got in my car and drove through america
16 hours curtains closing on another somebody i left
bye.
back home there was a flashing and everything got burnt up
now i bow my head to only everything everywhere
i licked up the ashes.
in my cave in the himalayas
solitude ruptures my past and present
from every throne and eulogy
and every delegation
this blazen idea beckons
every day since i left indiana
i flee further and further from a homemade myth
neglected labyrinth, i am found
i bow to Thee everywhere
Radiant One