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20.8.00 Cesky Krumlov, Czech Republic
On the road again,
or should I say the track…
Everything under this moon everything
growing here the sad bears in the
castle moat sat on their big bear
behinds and stared up at the castle
walls to a few small windows only took
a short break from the stare to scratch
back or play with toes that look the
scientist or disbeliever would say it
was instinctual someone must throw something,
food perhaps, out the window around
the same time every day so that the
bears instinctual inner clock was set to
expect this and so they had no
choice but to sit and wait
expectantly for 5:30 or 5:45 or 6:02
to come around, they couldn't be
playing in the water or taking a nap
no at that time every day their bodies
only told them to sit and wait
this doesn't take into account any
portion of bear heart and mind which
rotates with the sun and moon & is located
just behind the eyes so powerful I must
look away from their faces it's a large cage
but not huge enough not large enough for
bear hearts and minds I repeat: set free
the bears. Beyond the eyes where wisdom
bleeds beyond the eyes where love turns
to forgiveness we can be physical there,
we can keep internal time but neither of
those was sitting on its hairy ass
looking up and thinking my, what
a long day, forget the shows, the
farce, just bring me, through the stomach
my rare piece of joy
(rare piece of joy -
forgive where you ended up
take stock
delivers in sounds I
comprehend in the language part
of me or that ignoring the
illuminated exit signs
make best awhile has always
come: when the time comes the
skin reminds we can spend
every day w/ the breath
getting used to the sun)
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