Tuesday, October 13, 2020

The Third Peril George Washington Saw In A Dream

this is the peril of the sleeping eye

that continues to watch you when you think its not

because you wont observe the semi transparent lid


least of all bow down to it


you imagine you are free

but the machine takes notes on your behavior

passing them out in the street, in the general assemblies


and hums in reverse telling the faculty everything


the machine trains its own

a thousand thousand knowing the part they play

in the coexistence of everything


in the shattering of the individual

the parties for the eclipse of the Sun

are you everyone now


have you made that much progress


have you converted the bushes too

the furniture

you are encamped against the encampment of the Lord


against the angelic worlds and the court of Heaven

we can leaven our bread again

the Lord can tell us where to flee


you aren't as prevelant as you engineer yourself to be

and you wont engineer me


what can I say to you oh calculating universe

you wont make up in time you with your vast armies of new recruits

snow blank as hell


I have been watching you too


I know how you garble the secrets you think you know

and cast aspersions even on the roses.

on everything I ever felt


or knew.

eavesdropping on my silent prayers.

who are you are you there


will you be there a long time

collecting evidence against no crime

whatever you do, do quickly


Jesus said.

you didnt kill him either.


mary angela douglas 13 october 2020


























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