There is no

meaning to grasp

there is just this

this arising here and now,

perhaps of all time

 

In a world where one thing

has more often

than not

meant one thing

while saying another

 

The naked courage

to lay plainly

before all

that has preyed upon

one’s own being

 

May seem as folly

may ironically convey

haphazardness

or be taken wrongly

as blatant arrogance

 

I have been infected

and affected more deeply

than I know (blind, blind)

And it is that scourge

that I lay bare to

 

The way has confusion

The way can mystify

These ways that I am

called and called again

–quietly, yet ever insistently

 

There are brambles thicket

forest darkness forest floor

–thorns, barbs pull

at my cloth, at my ardor

taste of perspiration

 

If the body could profess

its innocence

its determination

it would look like this

unveiling plainly all pretense

 

Putting pretense aside

putting pretense aside

putting pretense aside

come forward

come forward

 

What have you

what are you now?

Who would you be

stripped clean –of comforts

loose-fitting honesties

 

What greater ally could there be

than one who calls out the

antidote to the demands

of the frenzied auctioneer,

“Step it up, step it up!”

 

Are not you done –tired of

that dance and even of

dancing partners –subjects

of what they do not

even know themselves

 

No more, no more!

If I knew the way,

I would be there already

Perhaps I am more there

than even I know

 

Is it an insistent bygone

clinging still as a trace

of hoped for companionship

that the last longing

brandishes even now

 

Please see plainly

–along with me please

See me plainly seeing

what is, seeing you

Seeing through

 

 

27 December 2015

San Cristobal, NM