Written for an exercise. First 2 lines from...?


You Want To Burn


You don’t want me to tell you about tranquility
But I’m going to tell you anyway
Sentimentality aside, I want you to know
You are in the middle of my sanity

When our lives are drawn into a thin slice
our edges vanish, we disremember
Forget the walls, the paths walked in on
forget fear, you are in my gaze

Alert as puma, tell me about these
cakes of pride you’ve baked, iced
In superior swirls of accomplishment
shimmering rounds to swipe with licks

Indulging gut where vines grow.  Let us
hang in the moment on the muting fog
Fix our eyes on our eyes on our eyes
where the caption of the cave reads calm

Reach to the stalactite, conceive nothing
forget dimensions of living room
Where we wonder, but just a little.  Mostly
a groaning moment, expansive, making

Off with sense of time, keeping up with us
smack in the middle of NOW—Strike me
In the heart with your tantric squint
to whip up tranquility, its burn

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