Worship w/words, w/
sounds, hands, all
joyful playful &
obscene - in the insane
infant.
Old men worship w/long
noses, old soulful eyes.
young girls worship,
exotic, indian, w/robes
who make us feel foolish
for acting w/our eyes.
Lost in the vanity of the senses
which got us where we are.
Children worship but seldom
act at it. Who needs
temples & couches & T.V.
We can do it on a sunny
floor w/friends & make
any sound or movement
that comes. Roll on our
backs sceaming w/mirth
glad in the guilt of our
madness. Better to be
cool in our worship &
gain the respect of the
ancient & wise wearing
those robes. They know
the secret of mind-change
reality.
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