The dog came out of the property
Just as I was finshing the grass
the wheel barrow was full
the sun was shining
call it heavenly
yet what is heaven but a desire fulfilled
and if it is fulfilled where is the desire
it is oblivion
For there is no want in heaven
so what is being satisfied?
The one of yourself
extracted like the white from the eggshell
whole in itself
beyond necessity
and here would you be the food for God
are you being consumed
The kitchen for soulfood
all of you
a whole family integral
a quirky life path
saturday morning
sunlit lawns and overzealous dogs
each of us with a walletfull of desire
on pain of death will we lose them
all those pretty wants
those beastly cravings
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