#10 (11-23(from '94 but from same journal)

I had a dream
more like a daydream
I was sitting in what 
looked like a church
        sanctuary
sitting in the third
pew from the front
it wasn't a church  
        sanctuary
it was a hall for those forced to follow one
they saw as greatness 
pledging never to leave
him...pledging to
always love him
unconcscious of what they
say to him. . . .. . .;
        Their false salvation
        as he was 

as I was escorted out, I
        watched the nameless
        emotionless faces.
There was no one face.  One 
        was two thousand.
        Two thousand was four million.  Four million
        was one.

One boy however, he was around 
fourteen, averted his eyes as I
        passed him by.  He looked 
        at me, gave me a wink with 
a little half smile, and then
re-directed his attention back
forward to the icon.

I thought cool.  Then I thought
of how wrong it was.  To distract
from pledge to the salvation was
bad.  I ridiculed him for that.
yes.  thislifeisgoodandthereisnootherlifeforme.
Thank you.


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