Man Cannot

Man cannot own

everything

especially that 

which is

Of nothing

Intangible

Unattainable energy

  not won

with riches

  but the 

richness of

     the soul

Fly Spy

There's a fly in my room

There's a fly, spy

sucking the life out of my flowers

while i read of digression

and my head steers to

a different plateau

twisting me, breathing me

to confusion , unstable 

these illusions threaten to break

reak havoc again to fight the compartmentalization

and it landed on my shoulder to die

oh but not now on my blinds ...

The Mad Play

There's no glamour 

In the glamorous

the deeds, the do

the work

the falsities

attention deficit

intelligence

no interest

no intellect, no thoughts

no knowings

only beings

some sedated , some

blazing with awareness,

awake, restless

waiting and 

soon demanding falsehoods

drop to truths-

glamorous

is inside

around you