Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Day 323
10:16 pm
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the Other angels are no help today
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Since there is no being named
God
in my world, I imagine
that I know for sure
You,
instead, are the ones who
interpret my dreams and
grant my permission slips
I do wonder, how do
You
communicate your suggestions
for patience and knowing?
In the poignant, lush sky
or in the parched mundane?
Does the full rice cooker tell
me I am with the right person?
Or do the crumbs in the bed
connote careless moments
with a messy future?
Perhaps one deity, a single-
God
situation would be more clear
Even in the land of spirits,
there must be debate over
one leader versus the mass
For
You
are confusing the wind with
the rain with the mud again,
speaking the language of
Devils
and resurrecting bibles,
mixing decisions and desires,
making judgments on a past
that most certainly has nothing
to do with my future
It would help a great deal if
You
could simply be entirely
much more obviously clear
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tkk
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