Wednesday, 21 January 2015

Fierce light


Gods and monsters rage inside my head like a turpentine drunk as an 
Orphaned yellow moon drinks illuminations

To my medicated night-

You were right when you told me life is a paradox 
Between saints and degenerates

These visions came out of the blue no peyote or magic mushrooms 
My mind split as if by lighting piercing my atonement rock

My soul shattered in two crying gibberish into the new dawn
Fierce light burning away my false image as the whole world screamed


Oh brief exquisite holy gone moment
Alive and dying-death and rebirth-a continual movement


A never-ending circle-whole Cosmoses born and destroyed Multiple universes exploded before my eyes-supernovas

Whole constellations of new flowering frontiers 
And I, well I had disappeared into THAT

Sweet revelation I was no longer separate and my body
Had turned into a weight of holy water with my head exploding


Into fragments of divine weirdness and my soul became an 
Uncaged bird flying high above the

Firmament of my feverish mind and as I stood there I knew I was forgiven-forgiven for every goddamn thing I ever did

Forgiven for daring to think this I even mattered
This I had no more currency than a Wall Street crash


Worthless I was free to roam, no longer was I chained
To this wheel of constant becoming and became in an instant my wounded 
Angel’s grace.

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