June 20, 2001

  • An Insight, for SSS


    First at birth
    Was the umbilical cord cut.
    And tied so I wouldn’t ooze to the universe.
    From that moment on, a new hunger ensued
    And I pursued a plot to consume the world.
    But by my own intrigue would I have been consumed,
    Had not I fasted, taking only water and tea,
    Thus moderating appetite to a balanced satiety.


    Now I am told that such a cord’s been cut again--
    One that fed me unrequited love,
    Which while supplied no hunger did I have.
    But now the knot that’s tied is the not of having you,
    And the love that circles, closed like blood,
    Now yearns, unfed, to devour.
    Yet it is only I that I’d consume,
    If the rage within unmoderated roils.
    So again, I take to water, this time a spiritual sea,
    Finding surfeit in the rippling of waves sublimed,
    As I sip  my brew of newfound self-subtlety.

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