#225. a glimpse

April 7, 2010

the day
has twisted
my thoughts into tempests
thwarted desires
lead me to the foot
of the bridge
my stone
is worn smooth
by the quiet noise
of the Endless
river

devouring
compassionate mind
secret choice
picking what matters.
devouring
enlightenment
social being
with the others.
devouring
clear moments
sharing gleaming
now.
devouring
clustered connection
spinning webs
unseen.
devouring
unified happiness
field theory
counts our lives.

rough playground
under the ancient Points
nodding drunk
dead or alive
in his own piss
morning rush
half a car empty
because of this member
of the Endless.
who was he?
a vet a dad a son a lover a friend
a heart filled with pain.
i could of stopped the train
or gotten off
at canal to tell and help
but i rode to bleecker
my job competing with compassion
i told the mta counter woman
she stopped the train
the infinite paths of many
fragile ghosts changed.

trying to separate from the Endless
we merge with it.
i merge with it.

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