The Fifth(teenth) Pelican

flint
compass
whetstone
quartz

my early morn meditation
sharpening my direction for
the day

shapeshifting
a cavewoman on
survival in this
century

fire spark
jumps before
jung's time
ram dass multifaceted
in quartz I hold him in
my hand stirring my whiskey
into my coffee to go with my
dawn reading of sri aurobindo
in my ongoing course of savitri

vain and guru-like myself
I introduce to would-be disciples
the fifth(teenth) pelican

visions
of the flying nun wearing
a starched cornette hovering above me while
the mother superior explains to me why sister
watches over Jett Durango

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