What will we do for supper
when do I get time off
climbing trees
and not experiencing
care
the kind I need
not
that
which only you think you
know how to give.
We’re coming to get you
is everything ok?
the truth is, you’re in
danger
while snow falls
like leaves fall
A monk’s station
but
I never saw it.
I don’t feel discovered
I still have my mind
I understand a basic Truth
woods of words
our bodies don’t matter
you can build a world
(a forest)
but imagine if your
greatest regret could be
wiped away -
do you know what it is?
Could you make a frottage?
What would it have been
like,
if I had not signed up for
loss?
Would it be a simple life?
The two knowing ones
wheeled the trolley
realizing what was amiss -
you cant just replace people
with perfect
physical geometry
and organized wild fig
jungles.
calibration
figure this out
you don’t think I’m real?
Look! my knots
feel my branches -
this always happens
messing with our minds,
when will we trust
when will you KNOW me?
Its my fault I served a
shadow
instead of you
don’t make it all about
you.
let me see your wrist
is there a machine beneath?
suspension in tears
a lost grip on reality.
There is no time for
objective experience
It’s more efficient than
you think.
Have we been replaced
consciousness is separate
from fear
we will never have to fear
losing each other again
I’m securing our future in
an arboreal world
when the mind left
the sparks flew
even though she was tied to
a trunk.
please stop fighting I cant
take the noise
here in my lonely words
which you make fly
all over unsung pages
recycled saplings
this is for your own good
we didn’t want to hurt you
don’t resist us
you will be fine
and when I heard that
I knew I was not.
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