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when
you meet my yes?please tell it to go home.
Last year i hid laughingly under the covers
of mt. toby. I had two years of summer in my belly and milk was everywhere.
I was not anticipating the apocalypse because i belonged to no one, no
one was waiting for me.
My father used to tell us about The World. everything in The World is
contaminated with filth. The World is not God and it will be a constant
effort to stay pure and so we need the blood of Jesus to stay pure we
need Jesus oh we are filthy horrible creatures so bathe in the blood of
the lamb.
We lived far away from other people. and i know jesus wasn't there in
utero but wasn't that also heaven, bathed in blood and nectarous placenta.
? no. the blood of man (wo) is not the same as the lamb's wash.
surely, if to be inside of your mother was enough atonement for the sin
of being born, we could all feel more secure about abortion.
I used to walk deep into the woods alone and sit on the logs in between
the blueberry bushes. it was always very cold and i would sing halleluliah
and cry for god to speak to me through the sweet ferns.
and i know how my father felt - but he said better guard your thoughts,
He said the world is ending. wherever you are when It ends you will be
for eternity.
i've acted like It's already ended so i could at least sleep at night.
i gave up on heaven and being truthful because it is too hard and there's
too little reward and hell sounds interesting. i say let your thoughts
be unguarded.
i can turn away from the glow of spiritual excess when i want to. tonight
i am going to make a steel drum out of a steel drum, and i'm sure we will
build a fire. i am of the world, i am the darkness. i am murder and chaos
and flesh. i am worthless without jesus but he is with me and he said
it's okay to draw his blood and wash my heart. hosanna, hosanna.
i would rather dream than sleep well
overlooking the fantastic chasm of babylon
i met up with your hourglass
she's high
coming down real slow i thought of jumping into
i felt too tired though
.
even though this woman could be lying
he does have more cattle & cash crops
its come down to milk-for-baby
has it?
.
so i'm going to the river
where i will drop my tears. inside of
every drop
a fear will be
come little fish & swim up stream and die
in your mercury (that is the first wish.)
.
if my wishes are good as granted
iask also for autonomy
ican't pay for these rich vistas with milk or marriage
ido as i do alone.
.
if your wishes are as good as granted
wish me to forgetaboutyou
i'm going to the green river either way.
i'm made for tending sheep and dancing
.
and i would rather dream than sleep well.
Curio Sity
I took a visionary couple down I shouldn't have
I was lo for thee yea.
sion took me to the jungle, where all i was
wasn't
well.a path? A clear head. And voices,
so i fall
sound: small men large elephants. Everyone smiles.
And the hu
And the hu
And the hu
my friend reach down to touch my head.
I feel somewhat enlightened In exchange for pocket change - We went away
to Gether,
over the water i could see Sri Hati
no answer will satisfy the Curio Sity, tell them you want to.
Mas!
my employers they stoned me. I am living in the trees.
Whose mother
turns our quest ‘twill you
Who
Who is Awake?
I tend to say, who who
[B] AMANDA JANE |
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