this magic cesspool
(duet with diwata)
“…there is a crack in everything…”
-Leonard Cohen http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_e39UmEnqY8
recompressing this black hole
is dying is not nothing if not a
Mystery how you can get through the day with just a pocket full of rainbow,
yet another enigma lightening bursting into raindrops forming
That can’t afford anything for an empty stomach,
so impoverished we masticate our hungry ghosts
And so you fill it with air that you swallowed while laughing
as that belching smoke spiraling is are we not dansing on a wheel of fire
Laughing about the sorrow and dirt on your hands,
so sighing through victories rivers of tears cleanse our harts
You wash every day,
our ritual obligation
once more again
this tragic whirlpool
Until you can.
but we cannot
You bury your pain and sorrow through the smile of those you love.
this black hole remains baptizing all we who endure such sufferings
suchness enduring the grimace of blindness hating not
that femme fetale
Enough to be alive in this beautiful shithole
even as a corpse haunting this fermenting cesspool
A place you call your home.
moments we call memories
Sooth your pain.
these anodyne waters
Wait in vain.
for something not nothing must
Keep dreaming with grace.
and so gracefulness blossoms
amidst snowflakes falling
Hope and embrace,
desire and retrace
Even with a trace of broken promises.
so even so our hart of harts becomes unbroken
unfolding truths dubiously
A perfect cycled vortex to hell and back,
a spiral of mysteries binding ariel to caliban
Until this beautiful shithole slides through the crack,
now so always this magic cesspool drains into the promised land
To the mouth of croc.
flowingly the fountain of the rock
creatingly loving cracking consecratingly
livingly water descending into the womb of life
chrétien marc valentin
(© 05 juni 2014)