MADMENS CALLING: pOetRy

I had a dream.
I had a dream awake:
Maya around
tying a dog
watch-guard beast
barking to be God.
They, Seven Wise in Mind: city of Hetep
bata drums in a def trance beat,
submind curtains
sweet drops of peace

I had a dream.
I had a dream awake:
Colors, shades, moans: Sun and Moon were about to cum
but the storm came - Shiva’s power, a necessary shame
(but the last will be the first,
the first will be the anxious – and good things come to those who…ARE)

I had a dream.
I had a dream awake:
Protection and birth
shelter and manifestation
pool in a pregnant belly announcing the power of creation
waiting for fecundation, masturbation, transformation
Impersonal everywhere, like divinity
('cause God is not a man, believe me).

it is ten o’clock and the train leaves
it is ten o’clock and there comes the wind
and the curve of the return
the return of the wind
the curve where the wind makes...
the curve

croissants crossing the cross
vera cruz, terra cruz,
terra luz
“that breaks in the grayed night”

it is ten o’clock at night
and it is still day.
ten o’clock at night
and it is still clear at the train station.

"I wish at least once” I knew where light and life comes from
I wish I knew where the sun rests, to call for him during gray days
ah, if only I could understand why the kids cry at dawn
why the rain falls always from above
why there is heaven and earth
why the drain in the pool scares me to death

(I should write backwards
to understand the negative of the thoughts
and see the reflection on the poetry -
awww, that phrase almost came, almost went
but stayed up on a tightrope
no idea of how to bend)

"I wish at least once" I knew who owned the dog on the corner
the pen at the bar table
the magazine at the station bench
the life, which jumped fearless from the train and went away