Monday, September 9, 2013

SATORI STORY

Walking with such 
a funny 
purpose and sweating 
through 
my best stuff 
out 
in the balmy 
wooded suburban 
street—I hear (what

else but) shrieking fucking
treefrogs!—
un-
dulating 
hundreds 
multiplied upon
the hundreds in-
exhaustibly 
screaming bloody
murder over-
head and over 
again with-
out much 
fuss over mis-
under-
standings, and I can't—

help but
—then 
there—suddenly! clutch 

the under-
lying 
Truth they're humming—Life
as
such—
is sometimes thus—just exhausting.

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