Ruthless
Than nature’s organic expressions
The subtle calculations
Of an incomprehensible unconscious
Little wonder
We have become such an affliction
On an incalculable beauty
Sometimes I know
Which way they’re going to go
Even before I make them
More often they go
The way they’re going to go
Long before I see the right or the wrong
I make choices
Sometimes I realize
Sometimes I don’t
Until they’re in the rear view mirror
Sometimes
This body
Like a trophy
And I
Caught inside
Ponder on the things
This body has done
Beyond my ability
Beyond my creation
And I
Wonder I
At who am I
Whether this body is I
Or some other I
And I
Might have driven by
Then this moment lost
To the forever
Of infinite unconscious
All the ways I’ve learned
To make my way in life
Unconsciously, they become habit
Forgetting the current running through it all
I remind myself
Stand on the shore
Breathe in the quiet
Observe the current
But better to crawl through
To this wilderness of consciousness
Than remain unconscious
Battering the cage
Of my own ignorance
Or so I think
Reminded by
The tides of seas
The tides of light
As moon circles I
As I circle sun
Not choice
Nor fate
All that is
Circles round
In ebb and flood
I live on a smooth
Round globe
Of rock and water
With just a thin veneer of gas
