Without Eyes

We see the world on two legs;

Frozen in forward motion,

With scant periphery perception

Casting off curious angles

That mere renegades dare to measure.

Yet you could chance to yield

To the pull of unexpected urges

Still unexplored in popular propriety.

Slaving to gravity's sure persuasion,

I greet the ground so fully;

Rooted in expansive relaxation.

The pressure of an entire life permeates

Through layers of loose resistance.

Vice-held twixt truth and logic,

I explode into everywhere,

Raining furious rationalities

Thunderously through cavernous thoughts.

The spectacle behind my sight

Transcends the theater of my body,

Hurling beyond the abysmal barriers

Of the barren black box.

It is I in infinite inner Truth

That surely consumes this supple space;

Entertaining the world without eyes.

9/29/08