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A Yellow Sunshine Night
I was working through a
radical frame of mind
suggested by the demons
that circled around me.
Tribes and nations
screamed their knowledge.
Such evil coming forth!
What is there to know?
To know of hate and violence;
Rules and regulations,
and,
the power of ego-tripping
mortals playing at being God.
A glass rested on my table,
formerly being full of
a green liquid
that some commercial
said I would love.
Now the glass is empty
and I am thinking
'What was the thrill? '
The bizarre thing is
that somebody sat up all night
thinking up a con game
to get me to buy it.
Seemingly it is better
to coerce things on me
than wait for me to
decide for myself.
Last night I dreamt of
castles and surrender.
Fog and rain, melting
down the resistance to
actually be a man.
