One of God’s tricks is, similar to Michael Jordan, It sinks a three-pointer with 1.2 seconds left on the clock,

He wouldn’t budge to show me what’s a hard heart, my own heart was closed if it was closed to him. Maharajii said,

Wanting anything— What a curse. I take the simplest of shelter, revisit proven feeding grounds, do what my organs demand.

You can ask to be shown, opened unto a dimension, swirling, sickening realm. But, woe unto thee fleshly being, dare ye enter that perilous gate

I thought for sure I was dejected… but in slipped a delusion of grandeur, victory— I garnered admiration,

With certitude was the stove on th… as it always was, warming my feet… next I was on the floor and it flo… and then flashed to a different po… upside down

Love is endless. Mercy, too. A great debt unpaid, sitting on my doorstep, first-class.

Walking lakeside, I try to discern what the frogs a… but their drone is one collective… Diving again and again after the secret,

Hollow fang? Volcano. Cat’s purr? Hymnals. Intuition?

I imagined every venerable thing b… from being beaten until I had no b… and living in utter desolation, po… to having tangible things, good ta… Land and Gold.

What is your idea of placid? How about a mountain campground? Yes, but here in the midst is a querulous brain a competitive heart

I was down for a minute had to get served out can’t take what’s mine All the money in The World

Tears tears do a walk-by unload the clip don’t know why now

Ten days secluded now, improper and unshaven inside a black and gold hole, dope den of sultry sound and opiate mood.