Poem,- Return Return

It’s worthy of consideration
I once recognized
how frustrated
you can make yourself become
on a whim

I see the thought loops
I see the neural pathways
I see the circuits firing
and misfiring
I see them and I breathe
I see them
and I breathe

It could belong to many boxes
Choose your cage
Choose your room
A room that is monitored
is nothing short of a prison
To be indoors
is to occupy this universal property
I say it again
This universal property
in the most honest of means

Why
Why not sleep beneath the stars
Why not rest in God’s Room
Among the distant visage
of glowing Greek guards
And cooking utensils
and poisonous creatures
that will save you

Ultimately
we are aligned in positions
We float in the invisible power
Will into Word
Word into bond
Blood rivers
Across eons
Timeless connections
I return
I return

Victims are a constant principle
So simple
So simple
That it is understood
You take it in
You suspend it
I think
I think

CAMIGULA