I Dream Of Anne Sexton
Because I am a dream sometimes I hang-on like a water drop
with nowhere to go, in trance like a stranger lost within self.
There are no requirements for dreams or for their persistent rumors
that curl like tight fingers around the gut, that empties the sky
of creation's light. In this dream-reel: On the last morning before
his arrest Jesus buried his sacred seed in Mary Magdalene's ovulating body
while sucking on her dark nipples, sucking-in a mouthful of oxygen,
light and love. He covered her heart with his as they savored each others
animal bodies, almost like camels gulping water, only to acknowledge
God at the moment of their bliss: Oh God! Oh God! Yes! Yes! Yes!
Because I am a dream within a dream I dream of Anne Sexton
announcing: I dream that I can piss in God's eye and that the dark light
in his mind is mine too which like a black lotus floats down to
murky darkness. Because I am a dream evil climbs inside of me
as if I were a playpen exposing all of God's juxtapositions: Life and death,
Evil said both of these are God.
God blew his mind into ours only to create an abundance of living
hate and love, fire and ice, droughts and floods, lies and truths.
Because humanity is a dream, humanity possess all of
God's flaws, wickedness, crimes and evil.
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'The Second Coming/dah'