a sacred desire, stolen from a prophet

To see the World in a Grain of Sand.
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower.

Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand.
And Eternity in an hour.

a poem, stolen from a cartoonist

the gentle journey jolts to stop,
the drifting dream is done.

the long gone goblins loom ahead.
the deadly that we thought were dead
are wating, every one.

a reminder, stolen from a dancer

you are the honored guest.
do not weep like a beggar for pieces of the world.

a reminder stolen from a fortune teller

Your true face has rotted beneath the mask. Now, the mask is your face.

a poem, stolen from a modern shaman

for even after ever after
effort's what we're after.

a poem, stolen from a novelist

Now I get me up to work,
I pray to God I shall not shirk,
And if I die before tonight,
I pray my work may be all right.

a poem, stolen from a mystic

Don't go away, come near.
Dont be faithless, be faithful.
Find the antidote in the venom.
Come to the root of the root of your self.

a letter, stolen from instagram

To whom it may concern:

Most of the time you look down on me.

Touch me more often,

Place your head against mine,

Go down on your knees,

Step with care.

I'll help you jump
I'll allow you to slide
I'll teach you to roll
I'll always be there for you.

And remember, you will never change me, but I can help you change yourself.

Sincerely yours,
The floor.

a poem, stolen from substack

as sly as prey
she runs away
til lesser hunters falter
since only hunters hound her
noli me tangere
her cry of challenge
as she leads the chase
why be wounded
by a clumsy blade
when the practiced killer
knows a smoother way?