Sunday, August 16, 1998

Why, oh god, why?

The primary impediment
To my spiritual development
Is shit.

(I mean the matter, not the expletive)

I   meditate,
And my visions of bliss
Are startled away
By the disgusting fact
Of faeces.

I want no part of an eternity
that admits so freely
of the ugly, stinking stuff.

I simply do not wish
to merge my All
in a cosmic consciousness of which
unflushed turds
form an ineludible part.

first appeared in Brown Critique magazine Aug 1998

No comments:

Post a Comment