all we see/old age is cruel/coffeeshop #72

all we see, be, and conceive
is the One, by any name astonishing
delectable, noble
raising hair through ecstatic static
the element of surprise, the sun in the chest
_________

old age is cruel
bent bones, bent low, cane for crone
softened, withering
__________

trees with red berries
long stalk, sunflower turned down
love, a thought, haunts

karma gaining

just leave it
to time
time and letting go
karma gaining on us
here it is!
and there, it's gone
and what is here
in its place?

the future
right now
in all of its mercy and sutures

what once you rejected
here's its response to you

gratitude for saints

grateful for saints
seen and unseeable
100 million Buddhas
Siddhas, seers, sages
enlightened Bubbes
freeing sentient beings
and every being insentient
each pebble and star
each molecule, atomic particle
each grain of light
in this ocean of luminosity
the expanses of darkness
in the folds of black velvet unconscious
I salute the world saviors
the day laborers
on with the light, back to the laundry
down the mountain of realization
to mingle with the ordinary
rub shoulders, impart vicarious sparks

defining "can't"

defining “can’t”
grating on my nerves
parmesan cheese
and Muhammad Ali
things I can't achieve
maybe solely
because I don't believe
crazy, criminal, karma bound
thinking about my cross a lot now
a bleeding fool
in a Burger King crown