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 Jun 2015 evildum
Mike Essig
He stroked
the air
where she
might have
been.

  ~mce
 Apr 2015 evildum
Mike Essig
When asked why I am a Buddhist,
I usually reply, "Because I'm
the kind of man who needs
a great many second chances."

The Dharma Wheel keeps spinning.

Turn after turn, life after life,
eternally, world without end:

another chance to get it right.
   ~mce
Of course, everyone is a Buddhist, know it or not.
 Apr 2015 evildum
Mike Essig
Reading poetry,
early in the morning,
very nearly
restores my life,
only not quite.
- mce
Poetry helps us to live, but it isn't life.
I've always been clairvoyant.*










*Your thought processes have just fostered the most reasonable belief
which has doubted my upper statement for at least a fraction of time.
 Apr 2015 evildum
Jonny Angel
You have
pieces of star-matter
in you.
That fact alone
makes you
relevant.
 Apr 2015 evildum
Mike Essig
Not an easy thing
to be the father of sons,
(of daughters I have none).

Inevitably, you must
disappoint them;
inevitably, they must
turn away from you.

Embrace the necessity
of this distancing.

Do not become
an impediment
to the world
they must inherit,
the world that
you can never know.

Be joyful.

Trust that what
you have planted
will flourish
beyond your reach.

Dream the futures
you will never see.
- mce
 Apr 2015 evildum
Mike Essig
Last night up on the ridge
a whippoorwill sang
its incessant sweet song
in the thick, firefly darkness.
Dante was right to make Hell
a place without birds.
They fill the world with music
and ask nothing in return.
The purity of sweetness
without the demand for profit.
What a lovely notion.
- mce
TN poem
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