Monday, August 4, 2014

What's Left Me

Among the Greeks, more
Circle than dot, among
Those in India, more
Dot than circle. Now X

Among us, who among
Us now could doubt?
I am that which won't
Recall the dreams I do

Not want from you,
Anthropologist of sleep,
Convinced your own
Perturbations inspire

You to conclude those cultures
Closest to your own contrary
Hopes are wisest and that you
Remember what I forget,

The sunya, the pleroma,
The dot in the dust, the circle,
The embodiment boding more
Dreams, nothing to me.

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