I Want To Live in Theory, Like Faith
I
I need to be embraced, enveloped
by the engaging, though theoretical, limbs of the abstract.
The love for fables, tall tales and myths
I want to be ethereal, intangible.
I do not want to be fact,
to be finite,
to exist within the boundaries of the physical;
Trying to quantify the Infinite...
By counting, with numbers, those that are numberless.
No, I want to live in theory, like faith!
The faith that a child's mother will soon come home
or that he or she will call
or that job offer will come just in time!
For the faith that must be proven, to believe,
is no faith at all;
It is an extortion of the soul!
II
I want to experience the orgasm of celibates.
I want to be the dream in your mind
that compels you to be something more!
I want to take, by the pommel,
the ethereal, hammer of a dream
And shatter the Nucleic bond of matter:
Its latticework, the backbone of reality to all that we see;
And make love to that which we do not…
John Tansey 3/23/07
Copyright ©2007 John Thomas Tansey
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