life is my pleasure
unremarkable, determined thoughts driving into
the calm, fertile bay of cosmic consciousness.
It is purity sweeping over me
interrupted only by
hot pebbles rolling
in my shoulders and hips,
thick and wet
parting , breasting , gliding , angling
on it’s rambunctious journey
flexed green toes
with god’s eyes
peeking over cups of sun
minds like water….
knots are unravelling, unconvincingly tied in the first place,
clots draining away
till the sickness is nought but a dribble
a coagulating puddle of tar
used for other unnecessary things…..
becoming a whirlwind of gradual pleasure