I Do Confess ’t
God
I feel fat
Like the fat
That Gertrude
Said of Hamlet
Meaning
Tired
Or unprepared
Or
You know
Fat
I think
You’re with me
On the inside
And guide me
From there
The presence
Of your
Spirit
Prompting
Poking
Whatever motion
Works
And I
Recalcitrant
(and fat)
Do not get it
Push back
With my own will
‘Til near
Destruction
Sometimes
And
Sometimes
Even after
You’re with me
When I’m
Slow
And wrong
Through the thickness
Of my flesh
That hides
Everything I want
To hide
Awareness of the harm
I cause
In all directions
To all souls
And do I do
So much
Or
Take too much credit
With vanity
Somehow
In deprivation
When
I know
You can ameliorate
Reach out
In dreams
Or more directly
Touching the vibrations
Of heart-wisdom
In the hurt
And maybe
For the moment
Lost
C L Couch
QUEEN He’s fat and scant of breath.— Hamlet 5.2.313
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Uber Man
Nietzsche misapplied
He is insane certainly
Though for the dead
That is no excuse
Merging of A-I with
Devilry (all tragic kinds)
Mythos and job
Conditions
Mindset foundation
Made of broken parts
And images, like
Rock upheaval when
Nature breaks in anger
Or remorse upon the
Earth
The driving’s done
Next civil movements
Decide and, at the
Last, enact
Salve released into
Chasms
Human libation
Offered in the cup
Divine participation
Hoped
C L Couch
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