August 2000 - Letter 2
(Freedom continued)

The crescent moon
as apparition
in the western Slaughter
August sky.

After this an
orientation. An assumption.
Assumption of a privileged
position.

                The
inherent interdependence
and yet, the struggle
for individuation for
bifurcation from
the certain coherent whole.

Dogs trembling
with nightmares
on  the  rug.

The green, the deep
forest green of the rind
of the cantaloupe
after you have chewed
off the fruit
every last speck
and remnant
to unveil forest
green hue.

Could be
an apparition
could be a message
a communication
or divination, for
the natural world does nothing

by accident. Everything
is clear within its
purpose   - a  reason
for existence.

        O

At once pregnant
& empty.
At once solid
beyond the latitude
of fear
and conditioning.

((Cat curled
            into a ball
                             on the cushion
                the soft cushion
                                   of the good chair.))

The relinquishment
of control
to unveil matters
obfuscated by deities.

Odin perhaps
or a bodhisattva.
Quan Yin. The creative power
of the unknown.
                                      Mystery
unveiled, revealed in hunks
we are capable of digesting.

The con  being on
        or you naked
                  in the kitchen.

Midnight snacks
and fears
of failure. Uncertainty.
A stomach grumble.

A slice of dried mango.
A pen that props the book open.
A five can stack of tuna.
Dogs interested in the rustle of a plastic bag.
Your silent look in the kitchen
wearing only a smile and the
upward curve of your breasts.
The male preoccupation
with breasts. The feel of nipples
on the tongue, or
the rotation of same in
erotic massage.

The unknowable in motion.
Delivery from evil.
Bondage.

The  notion of an August spent on the
very  old concept of writing as divination, as
debts  paid to one
of  several
old  deities called muses, who may shift
karma  to an easily manageable proposition,
shift  old debts
&  lift bondages as you
evolve,  as you step toward humility
as  you remember
you,  your essence & your mission, as you
shift  your notion of that which matters
&  reveal deeper layers and
evolve  into the    chiseled    shape    sought.

Nothing  takes the place of liberation
is  justice and evidence that nothing else is
predestined


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