DUALITY IS THE ONLY REALITY—

In the collages of rushing heavens- Inflamed by my sunsets- I’m naked and mad- Running in fever- Shooting the ravens- Black doubts-- In the collages of rising waters- Over the years of crashes- My wisdom like sand- In hot deserts of wishes- Burning my feet- Down to ashes-- When I die- I pray that you scatter me- All over the maddening crowds- That worship calamity-- I ...