Speak A Thing Into Love

[Guest guest]

There must be something really wrong with me,

because I cannot stop pouring out these pennings.

It feels like some surging... Oh! Where is a word now!

It feels as if a great wave of such Love and Joy,

such Suchness, I must use that term, I must say that.

 

It feels like Love is trying to suffocate me by Opening me.

It feels like Love is Opening me by suffocating me,

by emulsifying my mind into a white, bright white.

Now, mind you, it was like a sort of,

of a blue-hued pool of Effervescent,

what, what, well Effervescent HeartBobbings,

Heart-Fish Bream, just beaming!

So such, and sort of, such as

 

a Crimson Sea parting and I am the topsy-turvy,

 

the upside-down and end over end,

 

tumbled about, all,

 

all just spinning in water's embrace,

 

the Pharoah's pals. All of 'em.

 

It's like that kind of a Red Sea being parting for Exodus.

But where the hell was I going when I started this?!

Not here! Not another Christ trot around the dancefloor!

That was never my intention, not this time, friends.

 

I wanted to say, what I REALLY wanted to say,

was just this. Just this thing about having a problem.

Remember I said I thought something, that some THING

must be drastically wrong with me.

Because I cannot look at any thing, A N Y T H I N G ,

without having an overwhelming, an all-over cannot,

cannot in in any way, no how can I stop this incredible,

this ridiculous urge to write a love sonnet,

a silly, syrupy, sugar-coated, saccherine smackin' sonnet, and,

and not just a sonnet, but the ultimate Love Howl.

 

I want to take the word, the thing like "telephone"

and talk it, sculpt it into a beautiful verse.

 

So I begin imagining the phone in your room.

And then I imagine you in your room.

And then I imagine you and me in your room.

And then I imagine you and me and the entire world in your room.

And then I imagine you and me and the entire world and God in your room.

 

So, you see how it is with me and this unusual,

this wildly, weirdly unusually odd habit.

I see a thing and suddenly, so soon,

I am standing in the Majesty,

and the phone was just a white Hand held out,

held out, and it turned into the Beloved's,

the Beloved's own porcelein Tenderness.

And the phone held your head in it, and when I called,

when I called to order pizza,

you were kissing my ears and saying,

you were laughing and saying to me,

"Sweetheart, no onions please. Tonight has possibilities."

 

So I cradle the pizza fantasy

like a trembling, like a cooing dove.

And it then becomes the next reverie!

 

I start exclaiming about the night,

that squid-liquid, jet-black night when we stood,

no, when we kneeled inside each other,

and we served golden-yellow buttercups of bliss,

of pure amrita to each other,

tasting this BlissKiss with lips trembled,

trembling with the word "You.."

and it fades out, moolight-like,

right on into every particle of creation,

and each being,

each light-thought lifts its face,

 

and they all turn

and start glowing to our frequency!

The entire Cosmos is blinking to our rate of Joy!

And I must say, it appears to be

a Fall-Out from a million,

no, from about a zillion bursting God-Blossoms,

BlissBlessenations, Spring Sprinkling

more green than you can,

then your tiny immensity of All

can contain as Color,

Oh good green Goddess,

the Green of Green is A "WHOOSH!"

 

Well, well, well,

I see I just got blasted past the past,

yet again. Yet again

I have gone into the weight of a word.

 

The sheer Love weight of a THING can be a bud, a slip even,

of Light-Brightness wanting to be made into a poem.

 

I tell you fellow word pliancy players,

we all just have to just look at a thing,

and we all just have to think a thing into Love.

And it will BE That Love in that instant you think it!

 

I think that this last tap of this key's strokings,

the last tap might be the most powerful message,

the most fundamentally,

energy-laden Love-mark of All this,

THIS Oneness...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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