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Feb 2018
i insist that you walk with me
into the volcano’s flames
spraying beauty in your wake
relatives remake their reality
to reflect the space of awareness
in which they dwell
consequences are plenty
that alone i can tell you
stairways open into bottomless
spirals
underground i rise in thrones of diamond light
throats cut by words of pride
and perfect sight
you gave me the keys
to weep for all the jealous dancers
who partake in the genocide of mice
is this the sweat of our passions
or just the price of our pride
that pours from our tribe
into a stream of hungry eyes
that runs down the mountainside
a flock of birds can put you to sleep
so count sheep like you count rainbows
set your alarm to wake you
for as you sleep in the stables
your eyes water like fables
excuse our greasy undulations
these dreams are capable
of transforming your life into a parable
will you embark on a quest with me
i want to see the end of the world
will you fight dragons and ***** through the valleys
looking for wrong deeds to right
love is a prism, it reflects your longing
for god is the rainbow that is never boring
a haiku is structured out of a rhythm
so ancient it contemplates itself
so you are able to penetrate
through silence into existential glory
excelling at life is complicated
if success is defined
solely by what you know best
Ganesha Michael Shapiro
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