II. Oblation
“How
Could it be, a mere braincase
Knows anything of time and space?”
The darkness hovers, nearer now.
“How could a mind
Shine any light
On what no eye
Can ever see?”
The tide thrusts high
The swelling ocean,
Waves reach
Up invitingly
And the night
Spits an answer back:
“Wrap yourself in a public myth,
Stay blind
To how your mind
Is free –“
“– or drown yourself!” adds the glistening black
That slaps with
A dead hand on the beach;
A motion
That no living hand
Can grasp, no mind can understand.
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