POETRY
why meditation has not overtaken the world
mostly, the suburbs of phoenix
denying chakras unaware and loving
then, versatility of a ratchet set, neck tattoos
and pre-emptive counter arguments
against why shower chanting remains a solitary experience
so we are before us, so we will be after
notes brought in penguins mouths
we change from the thing to the clock before
the bursting calamus waters
a few people who adore, we cannot be here through corrections
that together is not in measure, any more than a hurricane
photo-guy digging a hole to get the shot
trails by our fur into the deeper wood
we the very ancient, answer the tooth necklace
so we bear the time, beyond the bee under
doom the hill before a knowing of time
because if we were open to the nature of time
we would never have built stone casket homes on the hills of islands
when so little separates us from the horse
that we call wisdom of ghosts
and parachute to the open arms of the other
by Tom Blood