Bryan's Poetry Slam
This first one I did not write. I found it on facebook from a fellow named Lance Lowman. Scribbled it down and, after watching the movie "Wizards", drew a fairy.
This one is the result of mixing zazen and coffee:
Dancing nimbus. No fear.
Soft feet on hard concrete.
Watching every flicker of your sea.
She can see every detail of your desires: your relationship
with every texture, every smell, every shape of supple flesh.
She waits behind every phantom. Every dream of the world
is a dream of her.
Even in the deepest night of human ignorance,
Life knows. No fear.
This one is the result of mixing zazen and coffee:
Dancing nimbus. No fear.
Soft feet on hard concrete.
Watching every flicker of your sea.
She can see every detail of your desires: your relationship
with every texture, every smell, every shape of supple flesh.
She waits behind every phantom. Every dream of the world
is a dream of her.
Even in the deepest night of human ignorance,
Life knows. No fear.