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Dissident Sep 2024
We are  
stillness  
Before water break
Tenthousand ripples,  
Silent calling
Of midnight crane,  
And light  
Soft
Dancer
on the air
On the surface tension balance of
all things unknown.  

A warm wind  
Carrying the scent  
Of forgotten old summers,  
Cut through me.  

Tears
Here,  
Where the river bends  
And time and your pale thighs surrender,  
We are nothing but  
Two lines  
Crossed in a hidden current,  
Lost somewhere inside
the moon’s  
Secret arc
Dissident Sep 2024
I Am That
Silence  
Between your breaths,  
The wide  
Space where name  
Fades to  
Whisper,  
Night flicker  
Fire—glint  
Unseen
We meet  
In the falter,  

Two shadows entangled
Lost and found  
In the Floridian
rivernight
Dissident Sep 2024
Life carries me effortlessly
Because I'm ultra light.
I weigh nothing at all
Just a whisper in hard vacuum
An unheard echo under absolute pressure

It is my name alone that the dream devotees babble madly as mantra
"Jivanmukti-Shiva-Buddha
Christ-Mother Kali"
Don't you see yourself
in my gore stained teeth
when i laugh?
When i sing?
When i scream?

As the Impersonal Self,
The Genuine Article
stillborn in vain
I am only what Is
&
Is not

No different than silent forest fog humming
The venerable war songs of Non-Being
Both fang and throat
peace of soil damp black

I am that old bullet hole hermit on the *****
Bearing my burn scar stigmata
No eye has ever seen
As one engulfed in meaning
I am pure virile alive-starving cannibal
proto-man embodied in pure condensed permanent Lust for existence
I gamble ALL for the sake of one heartbeat,
for One gram of scar tissue,
one touch of her eyes,
one crimson foot print,
one strand of hair fallen to the cheek

I lounge and doze here in warm fields of dancing citrus blossoms but
I love dancing too in this our noisy blood soaked chicken house
A raving lunatic ******* pure rot atop azure mountains of crystal attention
I alone am the singer of all love songs that die unresolved in the morning dew
I rejoice in the lack of safe refuge
Bare naked inside the silent hurricane.

As consumer of universes
I invent pain and anguish
Just to rip the desperate moan from the lips of every-man, at last!

'I' alone am the rotting corpse, poorly hidden within each man's beating heart
No-Thing more ever have I been
no-thing less could I ever be
CASE 3. GUTEI'S FINGER
Gutei raised his finger whenever he was asked a question about Zen. A boy attendant began to imitate him in this way. When a visitor asked the boy what his master had preached about, the boy raised his finger.
Gutei heard about the boy's mischief, seized him and cut off his finger with a knife. As the boy screamed and ran out of the room, Gutei called to him. When the boy turned his head to Gutei, Gutei raised up his own finger. In that instant the boy was enlightened.
When Gutei was about to die, he said to the assembled monks,"I received this one-finger Zen from Tenryu. I used it all my life and yet could not exhaust it" and then he passed away.
Dissident Aug 2024
In brief: scalpel words so cheap
Misanthropic cold compress
Jaded and hard in denial
Heavely Medicated without
Prescription

Mute Pain
Guilt soaked peace
Once more
At least
On this rock
I’ve built my church
And drunk of this poisoned cup
Enough

Salted sigh the spike
Do not resuscitate
For the bones of it
Are a pistol cool pressed
To a temple
Derelict  

Sleep without rest
Please, one more breath
Vein or scar
Blood loss
And the cost:
Everything
Posted originally Aug 2014
I have been sober as a church mouse now for almost a decade. If I can do it, you sure as hell can
Dissident Aug 2024
Blackened pixel
The negative point
Of suicidal fire
Running
blind and barefoot
Each breath revolts
Subtly
entirely

full exchange /
This
reverse transmitter-
moment
Meets mind
with
Annihilating momentum

Every step fires
A catalyst transfer
Charged with absolute precision
Power throttles me

I can never stop
I can never look back
This is what I am now
Now this is what I am
Dissident Aug 2024
Quarter moon through pine
branches

whippoorwill

Longing
Dissident Aug 2024
Her
Deer track wet
Her Rip tides  
And the thickness of my predation taste
I am alone mere
Water vapor
suspended in the empty medium
A mirage
Dining with lepers and ******
The brain here has to settle for the image
stored away somewhere in the synaptic catacombs
But pulling up this her scintillating portrait seems to please it no end
The self perpetuating mechanism
Fragments clasp and cling together with fragment
Peeling away
Mingled blood and saltwater
deep in the caverns
- I -
hover between the synaptic gaps
languishing
Among the sharp fragments of thought
hoping to string a few together and escape through a lone slit of sunlight
Alone-I
Exalt  suffer  howl
Now Scalping the loneliness  
Of the clotted humid tropics
Come back
Come in
Are your receiving?
Let me know if this message makes it
If it makes it through the razor wire
Through the melting dusk
Through the throngs of idtiotic
Military aged males
And lonely women
To
Hawkwise spiral up on the currents of your breath against my neck
Up The hot current of your breath against my chest  
in through and out this entire breathing sylvan aloneness
To lose itself awhile in the cirrus  
- [ ] Or fall down somewhere to drown in within kudzu choked deeps
- [ ] Yet

Somewhere in the vast-nothing-nowhere-universe

her kitchen light is still glowing
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