ash

 
 
 
 
 
    #1 neer
 
had it all sprinkled
from the overnightly meditating  
copperish gleams in sacred holds  
over you
your uchanthalai, scaling  
and scanning down  
your cranial highpoint  
your master pituitary
 
the utmost ritual done  
a scapegoat in wait now  
a stranger in no ties now  
 
 
 
 
#2. agni
 
bring on  
your deathful chillness,  your murderous
ignorance, crashdowning curiosities  
that once you enacted well  
to having them in a seeming  
naturality
 
unfortunately for you. It only adds on the felt in  
jwalamuki, a raging fire , undying flame within  
 
 
 
 
#3 bhasma  
 
ash is sacred and better than  
you.   it's rather the best
bhasma's truthfulness settles down  
and in air its a refined suspension .. in a more  
particulate trancing fill
 
your lies in your making  
you are just but full of lies
 
 
 
#4   yogam  
 
from in to not you  
from in to the innermost  
it innervates in silence  
 
once all it felt  
was your laze that destroys  
 
feels now  
a drained out unsettling  
trying to trigger in the impossible rigours in morbid stativity  
it's this new now  
something creakstarts a little.   up and down  
what and where.  an in and out painpleasure chaos
in a flexing lightness  
that's definable  
only  as/in   art  
 
a singing pitch yet peace  
all notes clock curvaceous in a sync to an oasis-
brims over in a wild arching out  
endlessly rippling orgasmic blossoms  
 
kundalini  
a puzzling clarity