Day/Night

Cool
Collected
Concentrated

I am a mechanical Buddha
I am programmed to follow the teachings
I breathe into the pain the fear the dark place
Where desperation hides her face
A child in a corner silenced unwanted denied and forgotten

I walk a straight line from task to task
I am most efficient I am in perfect balance
I am at harmony with all things and all beings
With what is was will be I renounce all desires

Cool
Clean
Collected

I concentrate on survival
I follow the rules I stay close to
My center I block my ears and eyes
Against unwanted images I am a rock
Solid impenetrable I hold forth against a sea
Of longing eating holes into my well-kept resistance

At night
I dream of
Infinite embraces of
Limitless gazes of boundless caresses of
Ceaseless encounters of begging voices of
Pleas to stay and surrender of moans and of sighs
Of mingling liquids of salty juices of unending sweetness
Languid indulgence of incessant satiation of the end of starvation

Nocturnally weightless
I defy all solar gravity I become
Shimmering plankton under the moon’s silver surface
I dive deep into the currents of passion I swim myself free

August 2006