Poem - Incomplete Poem to the Mahasiddhas

Incomplete Poem to the Mahasiddhas

(Author: It cannot be done, but like a stroke of lightening on a blue cloudless day, here is the thunder-clap.)

i pray to the mahasiddhas
they laugh

no harm done
give your offerings

we like rocks
we like guts we like wind

trash death
sun moon mold beer

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mahasiddhas
emanate from jail

mahasiddhas
spring from traffic accidents

mahasiddhas
evolve from old ketchup

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acinta mahasiddha was in a meeting and found it boring

ayogipa mahasiddha was offered a free bath & laughed

aryadeva saw all the pretty girls from serenity house

babhaha sat next to him and laughed ha ha ha

kilakilapa shared

bhandepa clapped him out

bhiksanapa had a donut

bhusuku came in late

camaripa had on old white shoes

campakapada showed the bums loving eyes

godhuripa had plenty to give away

caurangipa appeared to be whole to the missing

celukapa mute and strong as stone in his chair

kalapa stole my heart

dengipa shushed me

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Ah! The result of Sensing a Beautiful Morning & being alone, or these and all the others
1.07.2011