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Sunday, June 21, 2015

A Dream Much About Suchness

Of the 3,000 worlds
In each moment of Suchness
There’s enough to fill your head
More than can ever be said
Of the sores and afflictions
That define our condition
Riddling the past
As well as tempting
Us with pleasures
Yet to come

When the curtain
Is drawn and the water’s
Nice and warm and
The attendant smiles
In a comely fashion
You may grope for your cash
Or submit to the bath
With a smile all your own

As befits a fallen state
Now is the moment
To decide between
Arousal and panic
Or else you might choose
To rise from your bed 
Waiting for the light
Of the coming dawn

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