Saturday, January 2, 2016

Nothing doing

Nothing doing    

When the linear becomes circular,
poles kiss, spark and blend;

you lean so heavily to the left it becomes right;
journey eastward, arrive in the west;

the world turns upside down.
Discovering the one bad apple is you

tainting everything you touch,
you begin assiduously to unhand –
nothing doing; at the same time
attempting fraternization

with the perfection that existed
before the original, disconcerting scratch;   

attempt worldly non-participation
while in the thick of it, attending to

the sacred duty of subjugation, abdication
vital to and inclusive of

all the other duties earnestly
entrusted to your care.

O child of God, to serve others might simply be
searching your own pockets for the missing key.

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