Thieves
Con/Jur/d, 8/10/2024
Who has stolen our lives
our innate potential, our
YEARS MONTHS DAYS
why can we not find them
WE LOOK AND LOOK--
what were we thinking just
a moment ago? You thought
you’d become a Kappâtita
a goer beyond time, by now?
Lean in so we can whisper,
YOU SUCCEEDED!
There are ongoing celebrations
symbolic substitutions,
understood by the OVER--
OVERSOUL to be ISO--
MORPHIC to the UNBORN
and BORNLESS in its
STEP
PED down
temporal manifestation like
right now, reading this, is
CANDLES ON THE CAKE
and afters and befores
there will be a yeasty
feasty party with
dancing and music by
MEAT and MUSCLE
FEET, GUT, HEART, and HEAD
and because you escaped
From time and cause and effect
happen in differing orders
and since you would, could, can
since now, you’re present in
every moment, no matter its length
and the post-anthropomorphized
YOU likes
SURPRISES
and ill-fitting lines and awkward
pranks
you stole the invitation, the permission
to party, to be joyful, thankful, ecstatic
SO YOU DON’T even KNOW
THIS IS YOUR PARTY!
and the only party game
worth playing is
stealing back
stealing forward
THE KNOWING
this is, IS
YOU.
Much love,
Con/Jur/d, 8/10/2024
Ochre reminds me of Jean-Michel Jarre.