Some of what I breathe out arrives here
You were never taught anythingMe neither, given no substanceExcept paper, stuffed-throat of paperHere to rot and gag onWe sit here knees-down in the desert and know thatWhile we are finally here and it is no illusionNo one gave us maps to this placeNo helpful guides with thirst-quenching watersTheir citadels forced smoke into black horizonsBut did Continue reading Of heavens, nations faltering
I—do not worship anything in particularBut if I did, I’d revereThe sweet simple sound of breathThat specific note saying I’m alive! We’re alive! It’s all going alongwell in here, be glad for it! I’d revereThat way that muscle supports boneThat when you stand you standUpright, and with sight to the horizonAnd with the unity of all matter Continue reading In this kind of love
I force-felled fire, from inside The raging storms, and while The weak climb desert highways I bask, on ancient funeral pyres Hot-top, that past is ridden With fast and quaking shale That pale, that hidden, that withers in it And gives its gawkers fortunes in it And in the wild, hawks blazes in it And Continue reading The Psalm of Wild Forgiveness
Low. She had started that way, hunched, coiled; less an accumulation of tension than the absence of it. Her limp body found the same shape as the ground beneath her–whether that ground was the soft fabric of a couch, the painful sponginess of an old mattress, the unyielding flatness of a floor. Her ache was Continue reading The arrival in the valley of the Empire of Grace
It is not our hope that the world be perfectThat it turn out, spherical, its own approximationIt is not our hope that all its wrinkles be flattenedAnd it open, peeling, like reams of white paperThis fistful of world needs be its own—Veins darting in wrong directionsBlood pumping into places it was never expectedAnd yet this Continue reading The Prayer of the Wicked-Problem Problem-Solver
oh, honey darling– melt out of your sugar-coat shell and let it crack; honey-butter down your butt crack i beg you; melt so i can live in it inside rather than outside that door and you can live there too; we ll find each other muddy and golden, holding each other as fast as you used Continue reading Melted honey
It s not enough to know how to Fire up your own discontentThere s a battle to be fought, and all of usSpawned on the losing endWe re pressed to accept our fateSingle sprinkle in a tube ofHundreds-and-thousandsSingle seed in a muesli madeAccording to immovable standardsHow pathetic of you to thinkYou could ever control your own mind?How ascetic Continue reading The week GPT4 came out
I have wanted to write a post for a long time, on a subject that seems mundanely obvious to me, but very much not so to most of the people in the culture around me. The subject of this post is chi, qi, prana, energy, and energy work as a discipline. I became fluent in Continue reading A pragmatic user s guide to uh, chi
I fell in love with myselfFelt that deep locked-in belly shapeRocked the zigzags out of itFelt into loam,Final belly ground,Full foundationAnd what I got from you—Where I fell with him,And with her—The bottoms I hit with each of themPushed me deeper into the womblike earthWhere I meet myself
Oh, holy hopeSoft bird with blurry wingsYou move so fast when you sing Sometimes my reckoning creeps in Lagging far behind Oh, holy mouthReverberations streaming outAnd when you doubt doubt merelyslips into the endless stream;I cannot stay in its Frequency I want to love, but I feel quietMelted, given, broken, filed;Abiding tiny earthquakes I cannot justifyI want to love, and Continue reading…