Tags: Trickster, Budhist hobby horse, Dervish, Yogi mat, tools of the seekers, keyboard, internet connection, vanilla root, homeless, homeless shelter, hyperarousal, sensory depravation, methamphetamine, lockdown, mountain peaks, valley of the shadow of death, reality, humorless greed, factotum, jarvis, military, Department of Veterans Affairs
by me
07/19/03
A Budhist's hobby horse,
The sandals of of Dervish,
A Yogi's mat;
These are the tools
of the seekers.
My tools
are a keyboard,
an internet connection
and a stick of vanilla root in my mouth
(to keep me from blowin' smoke
on the monitor).
I sit here,
chewing on the stick,
chewing on Life,
sitting in a homeless shelter computer room
full of homeless men
searching the internet for jobs,
and I know
that somewhere between
hyperarousal
and sensory depravation,
somewhere between
the methamphetamine
and the lockdown
that these men have experienced,
somewhere between the mountain peaks
and the valley of the shadow of death,
somewhere
sits the trickster Reality.
I sit here,
chewing on the stick,
thinking about Reality,
whose bottom line
is harsh and unrelenting
death.
I sit here,
chewing on Life,
amidst this mixed caudron
of homeless men--
these excluded--
moving back in,
and I consider
the forces of humorless greed
aligned against them,
and I hope the trickster Reality
is feeling compassionate today.
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