The Capitulation of King Stomach
Slave stomach said to the rest of the body “I am King!” and the general populace of the body acquiesced worried lest its bond…
APPLE PEEL EPIPHANY
I was peeling an apple in the sink round and round listening to a tape
repeating the Name of God
When suddenly the peel went on forever extending past time and space
as if ignited by the flame of God
Past walls and windows – out in the sky – past our planetary horizon
completely –
The apple peel stretched way past even my own existence it seemed
into the frame of God
It was only a moment – I don’t mean to say it lasted as long as it seemed
But the peel went on spiraling under my knife as if in a whimsical game
of God
Dizzy and bewildered for a second or two – holding the end of a mystical
thread –
The peel uncoilingly reached into a mysterious dimension to the eternal
acclaim of God
Mortal body in a material world – Ameen – things aren’t at all what they
seem
Remembering God’s true extra-spatial dimension seems to be a delightful
aim of God!
6/7/2002
Categories: Poems