Wednesday, March 1, 2017

low tides means you have more beach to walk on

my heart is evolving 
from a fortune cookie to a coconut

evermore so when i remember that one time
everything u ever said turned into margarine

it looked — for a solid minute --- like i found waldo
turned out it was just another prisoner hunched over a
candy cane

at this 
precise moment 
buddha dug out
his fleshlight from under the fig tree
& came to enlightenment 

as he was exiting the public toilet siddhartha said this to me
"i am leaving space in this wall for you to write something"

i walked into the stall
& the only message in there read

"die my heart & hope que tu't cross
again"

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