Abhorrent Vacuum
Wake Up! - Jim Morrison
When the mind is exhausted
of images, it invents its own.
Close your eyes. Turn them slowly.
Examine the back of your skull.
Therefore: mute, blue guitars.
Therefore: trundled elephants.
Therefore: ineluctable cassowaries.
Therefore: tap dancing spoons.
Therefore: pacifist murderers.
Therefore: a song of six packs.
Therefore: visions of love.
Therefore: a drab of dribs.
Therefore: two stoned birds in hand.
Therefore: nudes ascending.
Therefore: corpulent cobras.
Therefore: blanks filled in.
Therefore: pontificating paranoias.
Therefore: tweeting Trumpets.
Therefore: crashing saucers.
Therefore: rigid effervescence.
Therefore, therefore, therefore…
Lives measured out in Loony Tunes.
Every wonderful thing
lies beyond reason,
beyond imagination,
or conscious invention.
Bursting into being.
Filling the emptiness
we can’t live within.
Filling the emptiness
we can’t live without.
