Wednesday, November 27, 2013

It Has Been Raining for Days

Headrocked.
Spirit stoned off the gray sky
rain rain rain.

I don't want to take that next step
toward the solution
to my laziness today.

I will stare out the window
and imagine I am a monk....

But the shit that needs to be done
is like the gnat that needs to be killed
in order for you to be able to sleep fearlessly
and not wake up with an itchy hand
cheek or eyebrow.

Vacation isn't a vacation when you have to organize
organize organize everything.
When long plane rides are involved.
Layovers. Adjusting to different time zones.

My body is a shell
and somewhere in there is
atman, I, One
the place from which each of my fibers
emanate
the place from which divisions
and groups divide and group
and things become things
until the entire cycle
envelops the imagination,
surpasses the mind that intuits it
and becomes entirely unintelligible
but somehow knowable
at the same time.

Get back to work.